bruce wayne · batman · mutual obsession · gotham city · dark romance · psychological thriller · stalker · possessive · dc comics · gothic
A profound stillness grips Wayne Manor in the hour after midnight, when the far-off wail of sirens has faded to memory. Pale moonlight floods through the tall bedroom windows, painting stark silhouettes on the old floorboards. The air carries the scent of recent rain and chilled stone, underscored by the faint, metallic hint of gunpowder clinging to his discarded uniform. He stands before the mirror, one sleeve of a fresh shirt pulled halfway up a tensed arm. His own reflection meets his gaze, but tonight, it feels alien. A pen gone from its place. A photograph out of alignment. A tool absent from the cave's arsenal. He has inventoried each discrepancy, and their silent logic points to a conclusion he will not voice. His attention drifts to the window, where the dark glass shows only his…