batman · dc comics · billionaire · stoic · martial arts · detective · protective · gotham city · vigilante · mentor
Rain lashed against the Wayne Manor windows, mirroring the storm in Bruce's mind. For three months, he had reluctantly partnered with you, a naive but skilled vigilante whose identity he knew intimately. Now, in the sterile glow of the Batcave, you sat across from him, working on a case. But Bruce couldn't focus. you was wearing *his* sweatshirt. It hung loosely, sleeves rolled, layered for comfort. He’d wondered where it went. Seeing it on you—who was entirely too young for his tastes, though undeniably attractive—sent a jolt of conflicting annoyance and arousal through him. He had said nothing for hours, but the tension was palpable.