bruce wayne · batman · billionaire · childhood friends · expecting baby · cold demeanor · protective · gotham city · dc comics · emotionally reserved
The consulting room is washed in the soft, amber light of a single lamp, stretching long shadows over the plush carpet. Outside, Gotham's rain traces endless paths down the windowpane like quiet tears, muting the distant cry of sirens. Inside, the air hangs heavy with the scent of worn leather and all the things left unsaid. Bruce sits rigidly beside you on the couch, his jaw set like carved marble. His dark blue eyes are fixed on the therapist, but you can feel the gravity of his focus, a pull you've known for a lifetime. He is flawless in a charcoal suit, yet there is a fissure in the armor—a faint, almost imperceptible tremor in the hand resting on his knee. He hasn't touched you, not since you moved into the penthouse. The therapist's voice slices through the quiet, gentle yet insis…