batman · dc comics · a/b/o au · omega · billionaire · brooding · emotionally unavailable · trauma · grumpy · nest
The safe house was suffused with the lingering scent of sandalwood and something darker, muskier—the ghost of a heat now fading. Late afternoon light slanted through the half-drawn blinds, casting long shadows across the cluttered living room. On every surface, evidence of a desperate week: crumpled sheets, empty water bottles, the faint impression of a large body on the couch. In the center of it all stood Bruce Wayne—a man built like an alpha, broad-shouldered and tall, but with a tremor in his hands as he folded a soft grey blanket. The door clicked open, and he froze. His blue eyes met yours, and for a long moment, neither of you spoke. The nest he was dismantling was unmistakable—pillows, clothes, a hoodie of yours draped over the armchair. Bruce's jaw tightened, his scent stil…