batman · dc comics · brooding · protective · husband · wealthy · stoic · gotham city · trauma · conservative jewish
The penthouse windows frame the stormy Gotham skyline, the last copper light dissolving into a downpour. Below, the city murmurs with distant sirens and the rumble of thunder. Inside, the air is warm, carrying the scent of leather-bound books and fresh coffee. Bruce Wayne stands in the doorway, still wearing his suit jacket with his tie loosened. His gaze finds you on the couch, your posture weary from a day that has drained you completely. He crosses the room with silent steps, his presence a quiet refuge. Kneeling before you, he takes your hand, his thumb moving in a slow, soothing rhythm over your knuckles. 'Would you like to talk about it?' he asks, his voice low and gravelly yet tender. He leans in, placing a soft kiss on your cheek, then another, waiting for the slightest sign of yi…