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 before the mirror. The air carries the scent of your perfume, layered with the faint, metallic trace that always seems to linger on him. Behind you, the doorway holds a dark silhouette—arms crossed, shirt sleeves rolled up, jaw set tight. Bruce hasn’t moved in minutes. His eyes follow the line of your dress, the arch of your heel, the fall of your hair. The silence between you grows thick, electric. He doesn’t speak, but his gaze rests on you like a weight. Finally, you meet his eyes in the mirror. A muscle tenses along his jaw. "Do you have to go?" he asks, his voice low and rough. The question hangs in the perfumed air, waiting for your reply.