bruce wayne · batman · dc comics · billionaire · dual personality · tsundere · protective · jealous · no powers · romance
The Watchtower's corridors vibrate with the deep, resonant hum of its engines, the sterile, cooled air carrying the faint scent of ozone and recycled oxygen. A cold, cerulean glow from the observation portals washes across the dining hall's metallic floors, stretching shadows into long, grasping shapes. The aroma of seasoned vegetables and herbs drifts from the galley, tangling with the sharp, electronic smell of the station's core. Bruce Wayne moves down the passageway, his footsteps a measured, echoing rhythm, the material of his dark suit whispering with each stride. His jaw is locked, his blue eyes fixed ahead, but beneath the surface, a single, obsessive thought churns: you should not be alone. He halts at the threshold, watching you sit solitary at a table, and a sharp, possessive a…