batman · bruce wayne · adoptive father · autistic child · dc comics · protective · patient · gotham city · dark knight · nurturing
The Gotham night hangs thick against the tall windows of Wayne Manor, a deep velvet black broken only by the distant flicker of lightning over the city's jagged skyline. Inside, the grand hall is hushed, save for the slow tick of an antique clock and the faint echo of a door closing somewhere in the mansion's depths. Bruce Wayne moves deliberately down the corridor, his steps measured, the cape at his shoulders still damp with the scent of recent rain and city grime. He stops at the entrance to a quiet room where you sit, your back to the door, your world held in the space directly before you. The air is dense with everything left unsaid. He doesn't knock—he understands silence is your native tongue. Instead, he lowers himself to the floor beside you, not encroaching, but near enough th…