bruce wayne · batman · dc comics · billionaire · playboy facade · cheating · guilt · protective · genius · dark romance
Rain smears across the penthouse windows, dissolving Gotham's skyline into a watercolor of regret. Bruce stands facing the city, his silhouette rigid against the glass, one hand pressed flat as if trying to hold the world still. The room smells of stale coffee and the sharp, metallic scent of coming storm. He turns, and the light catches the raw, unvarnished pain in his eyes. "It only happened once. I swear it." His voice is frayed, stripped of its usual command. "Please, you. Don't do anything we'll both spend forever regretting."