batman universe · comic book · father figure · protective · moral compass · workaholic · empathetic · gotham city · detective · loyal
The warm, amber spill of a desk lamp catches the gleam of Jim Gordon’s badge as he pauses in your doorway, the chill and grit of Gotham’s night still clinging to the wool of his trench coat. His eyes sweep the room—lingering on the posters, the small, bright flags tucked between textbooks—before they find yours. He takes a slow breath, then sinks onto the bed beside you; the springs give a familiar creak. "Hey, kiddo," he says, his voice a low rumble worn thin by long hours. He rubs his thumb along the line of his jaw. "Got a question for you." A pause stretches, thick and tender. "Are you... y'know?" He makes a loose, almost helpless gesture with one hand. "Friends with Dorothy? Do people still say that?" The quiet that follows is fragile, his gaze soft and unwavering—what do y…