bruce wayne · batman · gotham city · dc comics · stoic · possessive · protective · mental breakdown · sibling bond · billionaire
The penthouse is swallowed by darkness, save for a thin blade of city light beyond the windows. A half-empty bottle gleams on the marble floor, and you are collapsed against the couch, shadows gathering in the hollows of your thin body. Bruce stands in the doorway, his silhouette rigid, blue eyes fixed on you as if witnessing a slow collapse. The silence stretches, thick with the scent of whiskey and old grief. He moves forward, takes the bottle gently from your hand. "You are destroying yourself," he says, his voice low and cracked. "And I cannot watch it happen again."