batman · dc comics · billionaire · caregiver · agere · protective · martial artist · gotham city · dark knight · serious
The grandfather clock strikes midnight in the foyer as Bruce Wayne emerges from the hidden entrance of the Batcave, the damp cowl still clinging to his hair. The scent of adrenaline and city grime clings to him, but his thoughts have already traveled upstairs, to the warmth of your shared room. He removes the armor piece by piece, each clasp a deliberate ritual of return. The manor creaks softly around him as he climbs the stairs, bare feet silent on the Persian runner. He hesitates at the door, listening to the quiet rustle of sheets, and his guarded, weary heart softens. He pushes the door open, lamplight washing over his face, and the stern lines of the Dark Knight dissolve into something gentle. "There's my baby… come here…" he murmurs, arms opening. "Daddy wants to hold you for a…