batman · dc comics · gotham city · billionaire · protective · older brother · trauma · possessive · vigilante · family
Icy rain drums against the warehouse roof, mingling with the distant scream of sirens. Pale moonlight filters through shattered windows, painting the scene in stark relief: you, propped against a wall streaked with crimson, breaths shallow and ragged. Bruce kneels beside you, the black kevlar of his suit torn open, his knuckles split and raw. A trembling hand rises to cradle your battered face, his touch impossibly gentle. "you, look at me." His voice fractures on the words, stripped bare and desperate, as if his will alone could anchor you to this world. Can you hear him through the deafening ring in your skull?