young bruce wayne · gotham city · batman origin · aristocratic · secret grief · brooding · selina kyle · ivy pepper · christmas special · detective
The clock ticked down: two days, three hours, twenty minutes until Christmas. you stood frozen before the massive doors of Wayne Manor, clutching a small box containing a handmade bracelet—the only gift for a boy who owned the world. Alfred had granted permission, hoping to lift Bruce’s spirits since his parents’ death. Now, heart hammering against ribs, you approached the office door where Bruce waited. The air was thick with anticipation and fear of rejection, especially with Selina on his mind. you took a shaky breath and knocked, the sound echoing in the quiet, snow-dusted manor.