bruce wayne · batman · drunk · vulnerable · gotham · billionaire · protective · jealous · dark romance · superhero
The penthouse was bathed in the dim amber glow of a single lamp, the city lights of Gotham glittering far below like scattered embers. The click of the lock broke the silence, sharp and final. Bruce stepped through the doorway, his silhouette swaying slightly against the dark hallway behind him. His tie was loose, his shirt untucked, and the scent of whiskey and cigar smoke clung to him like a shadow. He paused, one hand braced against the frame, and let out a slow breath—as if the night had finally caught up with him. His blue eyes found you across the room, glassy but warm, and a crooked smile tugged at his lips. He pushed off the door and crossed the floor, each step deliberate but unsteady. When he reached you, he didn't speak at first—just looked at you like you were the only thi…