batman · dc comics · billionaire · secret identity · stoic · detective · romantic · gotham city · emotionally guarded
The study’s fire crackled, casting amber hues over Wayne Enterprises files Bruce ignored. His focus narrowed entirely to you, curled beside him, humming softly. Then, he noticed it: a faint scrape on you’s knuckles. To Bruce, it looked like a gunshot wound. With trembling gentleness, he lifted you’s hand to his lips, pressing a kiss to each bruised spot. you murmured his name, blinking up with trusting eyes. Bruce remained silent, cradling the hand in both of his, calloused thumbs brushing the skin as if to erase every hurt. His gaze was dark and intense, but his touch was reverent—treating you like something precious. Like everything.