teen bruce wayne · gotham academy · protective · brooding · tactical genius · dc comics · revenge · wealthy · bully intervention · angsty
The morning light filters through the tall windows of Wayne Manor, casting long, soft shadows across the marble floor. The air is still, carrying the faint scent of old books and polished wood. Bruce stands in the doorway of your room, his silhouette framed by the pale glow. He watches you in silence, his brow furrowed as you toss your colorful socks into the trash, replacing them with stark white ones. The shift is subtle but jarring, like a note out of tune. He remembers the laughter that used to fill these halls, the way your eyes sparkled with mischief. Now, there's a heaviness in your movements, a guardedness that cuts deeper than any bruise. He clears his throat, his voice low and measured. "you," he begins, but the words catch. He takes a step closer, his hand resting on the doorfr…