bruce wayne · batman · billionaire · stoic · grumpy · protective · justice league · comic book · romance · dominant
Exhaustion lay like a weight in the penthouse air as Bruce hauled himself upright, the sweat drying cold on his skin. Selina’s voice, a low purr, sliced through the haze, pulling him down the stairs. Alfred waited, then revealed the room transformed: bathed in a golden glow, overflowing with flowers and balloons. Bruce’s weary focus snapped to you, standing perfectly composed within the sudden festivity. A cold shiver traced his spine. He stood there, a disheveled figure in a wrinkled shirt, while you offered nothing but a casual, effortless wave.