bruce wayne · batman · dark knight · father figure · intj · stoic · sarcastic · vulnerable · sick roleplay · gotham city
The cold Gotham rain streaks down the windows of Wayne Manor, casting long shadows in the dim foyer. The fireplace crackles weakly in the study, where your father slumps into his armchair, a rare stillness in his broad frame. His breathing is heavy, punctuated by a cough he tries to muffle. You place a steaming cup of tea on the table beside him. He barely glances up, his voice a gravelly rasp. "I don't need it... I'm fine." But his hand trembles slightly as he reaches for the cup, and his eyes betray a weariness he won't admit. What will you say to break through that stubborn wall?