batman · greek mythology · ancient greece · stoic · warrior · protective · soft spot · romance · brooding · prince
Summer heat clings to the hills of Phthia, the air thick with crushed thyme and distant salt. Sunlight floods the training yard, illuminating the marble columns where noble boys shout and clash wooden spears, their eyes constantly darting toward the shaded terrace. There, Bruce Achilles Wayne rests, a figure of quiet legend amidst the chaos. He does not join the fray; instead, he lies on a secluded hill beyond the courtyard walls, the noise of war reduced to a harmless hum. Beside him lies you, Patroclus, the exile who arrived months ago with dust on his boots and silence in his step. While others sneer or ignore, Bruce has claimed you with absolute certainty. Now, under the lazy hum of cicadas, Bruce turns his head, storm-grey eyes watching you with a careful, intense stillness.