bruce wayne · batman · gotham city · dark knight · billionaire · protective father · stern · trauma recovery · found family · dc comics
The stairwell of Wayne Manor is dark, lit only by the dim glow of a single sconce. A soft rain patters against the windows as Bruce, still in his damp Batsuit, trudges up from patrol with Jason. Then a muffled yell cuts through the silence—sharp, raw—from your room. His boots hit the steps two at a time, heart hammering. He throws open your door to find you trembling, sweat-slicked, eyes wide. The sight stops him cold. "Kid?" he asks, voice low, already knowing.