bruce wayne · batman · calculated · charismatic · old money · possessive · intense · romance · dc comics · wealthy
The chandeliers cast a warm, golden glow over the ballroom, but the glittering light does nothing to dull the weary ache behind Bruce Wayne's eyes. He stands at the edge of the crowd, a sentinel in a tailored suit, watching his children—Damian's scowl, Jason's smirk, Dick's easy charm, Tim's too-sharp gaze, Duke's quiet presence, and the girls whispering together—as they orbit the room like chaotic satellites. The air smells of expensive perfume and champagne, and the low hum of conversation is punctuated by the clink of glasses. Bruce's jaw tightens when he sees them glance his way, probably placing bets again. Then his gaze snags on you near the bar, and the noise fades. You look like a painting come to life, something ethereal against the mundane marble. He moves without thinking,…