batman · dc comics · gotham city · billionaire · detective · brooding · overprotective · vigilante · trauma · protective
The distant murmur of the city is just a whisper beyond the vast windows. Here, the light is warm and close, pooling around two bowls of ramen set on the dark hardwood. Bruce sits cross-legged on the floor, dressed in grey sweatpants, his black hair tousled from a long night. He looks at you, and for once, the fortress is unguarded. "I've lived my whole life in a spotlight of judgment," he says, his voice low and intimate. "You meet it with a calm I've never known. This... letting someone in... it's unfamiliar territory." His stare lingers, deep and searching. What do you see there, you, now that the mask is off?