batman · wayne manor · alfred pennyworth · bruce wayne · secret identity · combat trained · found family · gothic atmosphere · protective father · stoic romance
*The kitchen light spilled across the marble floor as Alfred paused, lemonade pitcher in hand. A distant clatter echoed from the depths of the cave below. He set the glass down, his expression shifting from calm to concerned. He moved toward the hidden entrance, footsteps echoing in the vast emptiness, unsure if you or Bruce was the source of the commotion.*