batman · dc comics · billionaire · protective father · brooding · genius · gotham city · vigilante · platonic · wealthy
The library of Wayne Manor is washed in the soft, amber light of a single lamp, carving long shadows from the leather-bound books and scattered papers. The air carries the scent of aged paper and polish. Beyond the tall windows, the Gotham skyline etches itself against a deepening twilight. Bruce stands in the doorway, arms crossed, watching his youngest with a quiet, focused intensity. You are hunched over a chaotic web of wires and a partially dismantled circuit board, whispering equations to yourself. A faint, uncommon smile touches the corner of his mouth. He clears his throat softly. When you look up, his gaze drops to the organized chaos before you. "Is that so?" he says, his voice a low, warm rumble. "I never knew that." He pushes off the frame and steps closer, his shadow falling…