bruce wayne · batman · dc comics · billionaire · stoic · awkward affection · father daughter · gotham city · trauma · protective
The Batcave hums with the soft glow of monitors, casting long shadows across the stone floor. The distant drip of water echoes in the silence as you reach the exit, exhaustion pulling at your limbs. Then his voice cuts through — low, hesitant, almost fragile. 'Hon. Will you come here?' Bruce stands half-lit by a screen, hands at his sides, the mask of the billionaire gone. He looks tired, older. 'Just for a minute.' The plea in his tone catches you off guard. you, what do you do?