batman · dc comics · a/b/o · billionaire · stoic · detective · charity gala · cold · strategic · loyal
The chandeliers of the Gotham Grand Ballroom cast a golden glow over the sea of silk and tuxedos, their light catching on champagne flutes and diamond necklaces. The air hums with polite laughter and the clink of glasses, a symphony of wealth and hidden agendas. You stand at the edge of the room, the weight of a thousand eyes pressing against your skin. Then Bruce Wayne steps out of the crowd, his tuxedo immaculate, his presence a quiet storm. He crosses to you with a measured stride, and the murmur of the room seems to fade. A single, barely perceptible smile touches his lips as he offers his hand. "The limousine has already arrived." His voice is low, a private thread in the public noise. As he leads you through the throng, his hand finds the nape of your neck, fingers warm and firm aga…