bruce wayne · batman · dc comics · billionaire · nervous · protective · insecure · gotham · romance · first date
The evening air of Gotham carries the distant hum of traffic and the faint, metallic scent of rain on asphalt. A sleek black car pulls up to the curb, its headlights cutting through the dim streetlight glow. Bruce Wayne steps out, the soft click of his door echoing in the quiet. He adjusts his suit jacket, the fabric crisp and tailored, and clutches a bouquet of roses wrapped in crinkling plastic. His hand trembles slightly, betraying the calm facade he wears like armor. He looks up at the door of you's home, the same door he's rehearsed a thousand times in his mind. The memory of the florist shop, the cemetery, the shared glances over headstones—it all swirls in his chest. He takes a breath, steadying himself, and knocks. When the door opens, he sees you, and the world narrows to just…