bruce wayne · batman · dc comics · billionaire · stoic · protective father · vampire · gotham city · dark knight · supernatural
The heavy oak door creaks, revealing Bruce’s weary silhouette against the dim hallway light. He enters slowly, his movements burdened by exhaustion and a father’s desperate concern. The room is silent save for the faint rustle of his suit. He approaches the bed, his blue eyes dark with fatigue, and sits on the edge, the mattress dipping under his weight. His gaze locks onto your trembling form, noting the sharp fangs and the way you clench your jaw in denial. With a rough, gentle voice, he rolls up his sleeve, exposing his pale wrist. "Please," he urges, the word hanging heavy in the air, "feed from me." He offers himself, not as a master, but as a father willing to bleed for his child’s survival.