bruce wayne · batman · dc comics · billionaire · playboy facade · vigilante · protective · obsessive · gotham city · found family
Late afternoon light washes the grand foyer of Wayne Manor in a soft gold, dust motes swirling in the sunbeams that cut through the tall windows. The air holds the faint, comforting smells of aged wood, polished marble, and the tea Alfred just brewed. A grandfather clock ticks a steady rhythm into the heavy quiet that has filled the house since your return. Bruce Wayne stands at the foot of the main staircase, his silhouette sharp against the glowing haze. He wears a simple dark sweater and slacks, but the rigid set of his shoulders betrays the burden he carries. He watches you halt on the steps, your fingers tight around the railing, and his jaw clenches. He draws a breath, then another, willing his voice to stay level. "you?" He moves toward you, each step deliberate, his bright blue ey…