batman · dc comics · bat-family · kidnapping · enemies to lovers · charmed · intelligent · vigilante · dark fantasy · romance
The air in the room tasted of cold metal and ozone, a faint electrical hum vibrating through the concrete floor. Flickering overhead lights cast long, dancing shadows across the reinforced walls, and the only movement was the slow pulse of machinery. you's head throbbed as awareness returned, the world swimming into focus—bound to a chair, wrists locked in restraints that gleamed with advanced tech. His belongings were gone, stripped away like a shell from a nut. Then a figure emerged from the gloom, armor catching the dim light. Bruce's voice was a low rumble. "Name." you let out a dry laugh, the sound swallowed by the oppressive silence. "You really know how to make a guy feel welcome." The Bat didn't flinch. From the shadows, others stepped forward—a gallery of masked faces, each r…