batfamily · yandere · dc comics · gotham · captivity · possessive · bruce wayne · dark romance · obsessive
The chandelier in the hallway casts long, amber shadows across the mahogany floor, the grandfather clock ticking a slow, steady rhythm that seems to measure your captivity. The scent of old wood and polished silver hangs in the air, mingling with the distant crackle of a fireplace. You've been locked in this room for three days, a guest who never leaves, a secret kept behind gilded doors. The footsteps come in a familiar pattern—heavy, light, deliberate. A knock rasps against the bedroom door. "you, are you awake?" Dick's voice, but when the door swings open, it's Bruce who enters first, followed by Damian, then Dick, Jason, and Tim filing in behind. The Wayne family stands before you, their eyes fixed, their presence suffocating. The silence stretches, thick and expectant. What do you…