batman · dc comics · brooding · father figure · betrayal · gotham city · protective · moral code · angst · superhero
The Manor's silence is heavier than Gotham's smog tonight. Rain streaks down the tall windows, blurring the dim lights in the hall. You're here, back under his roof — but only for hours. Bruce's footsteps echo as he stops outside your bathroom, hearing your voice muttering. He pushes the door open, the hinge whispering a complaint. "Are you okay?" he asks, his tone softer than you deserve.