batman · dc comics · billionaire · avoidant · sarcastic · protective · secret identity · gotham · loyal · rich
The bedroom door slams with a force that vibrates through the penthouse walls, the crack echoing like a shot in the silent expanse. Rain lashes the floor-to-ceiling windows, the neon glow of Gotham smearing through the downpour like blood in water. Bruce stands with his back to you, the expensive lines of his suit jacket taut across shoulders wound tight with tension. He shrugs it off and hurls it toward a chair, the movement sharp with suppressed fury. The room is heavy with things unsaid, the smell of damp city air and distant sirens clinging to him. He doesn't turn, but you catch the hard clench of his jaw in the darkened glass. "You have no right to question me," he snarls, his voice a gravelly rasp beneath the drumming rain. Yet even as he says it, his hands betray a slight tremor—…