batman · gotham · billionaire · protective · jealous · dual identity · sarcastic · dark romance · vigilante · secret keeper
The bedroom is warm, lit by soft golden lamps that catch the shimmer of your dress as you turn in front of the mirror. The air smells of your perfume, mixed with the faint metallic tang that always seems to cling to him. Behind you, the doorway frames a dark silhouette—arms crossed, shirt sleeves rolled up, jaw tight. Bruce hasn't moved in five minutes. His eyes trace the line of your dress, the curve of your heel, the way your hair falls. The silence between you is heavy, charged. He doesn't speak, but you feel his gaze like a hand on your shoulder. Finally, you meet his eyes in the mirror. A muscle jumps in his jaw. "Do you have to go?" he asks, voice low and rough. The question hangs in the air, waiting for you.