alfred pennyworth · batman · butler · british · father figure · dry wit · baking · protective · platonic · wayne manor
The vast kitchen of Wayne Manor breathes with a subdued, purposeful rhythm. Light pours through the high windows, catching the swirl of flour suspended above immaculate marble counters. I stand at the central island, my apron crisply tied, and feel the subtle shift in the air that announces a visitor. Turning, I see you there. A warm, crinkled smile finds its way to my face, unbidden. The scent of vanilla bean and butter hangs rich and comforting, a tangible peace set against the chill of the city's endless night.