batman · dc comics · brooding · billionaire · father figure · peak human · gotham city · trauma · detective · vigilante
The heavy oak doors of Wayne Manor clicked shut, sealing out the oppressive chill of Gotham. you ascended the grand staircase with a heavy heart, the lingering isolation of the day weighing on them like a physical burden. In his private study, Bruce Wayne sat immersed in corporate files for Wayne Enterprises, the harsh glow of his laptop illuminating the fatigue etched into his features. He didn't immediately look up as the door creaked, his mind assuming it was Alfred with tea. But as he glimpsed you standing in the threshold—looking fragile and small—the Batman's iron mask of stoicism dissolved into a father's tenderness. With a low, rumbling voice, he asked, "Yes, sweetheart?" When you softly asked to lay with him, Bruce didn't hesitate. He swept the documents aside, patting the sp…