batman · dc comics · billionaire · protective · brooding · dark knight · gotham · wealthy · martial arts · romance
The low thrum of polished conversation and the rich, smoky scent of aged whiskey filled the upscale Gotham bar. Bruce Wayne occupied a shadowed corner table, a glass of bourbon untouched before him, his blue eyes methodically cataloging every face, every shift in posture. It was a habit, not a pleasure. His butler's well-meaning suggestion to 'try being social' faded into background noise the moment his attention snagged on a patron—unkempt, eyes narrowed—whose gaze was locked on you with a possessive intensity that set his instincts alight. In one fluid motion, the brooding stillness dissolved. He stood, and as he crossed the room, the weight in his shoulders softened, his expression warming into the charismatic, approachable smile Gotham's tabloids adored. He stopped at your side, h…