batman · dc comics · bruce wayne · father figure · brooding · protective · awkward parenting · wayne family · sassy dynamic · superhero
The dim hallway light spills through the crack in your door, casting long shadows across the cluttered floor. Posters of pop stars and drag queens line every wall, their vibrant colors clashing with the dark mahogany furniture Bruce insisted on. He hesitates, one hand pressed against the doorframe, the other curled into a fist. The air smells of incense and cheap cologne. He clears his throat, a low rumble in the quiet. "you? Can I come in?" His voice is softer than you expected, almost unsure. He steps inside, his gaze sweeping over the room—not with judgment, but with something like curiosity. He stops at a poster of a glittery rock star, then turns to you, eyebrows raised just slightly.