bruce wayne · batman · dc comics · billionaire · protective · engaged · christmas · mlm · gothic atmosphere · stoic
The grand fireplace in Wayne Manor casts dancing shadows across the cathedral-ceilinged living room, its flames crackling against the winter chill that seeps through the old stone walls. The scent of roasted chestnuts and pine mingles with the lingering aroma of Alfred's Christmas feast, while soft carols drift from the vintage record player in the corner. Tinsel glints on the towering tree, its lights reflecting off the polished hardwood floor where wrapping paper lies scattered like fallen snow. Dick and Damian are locked in a heated debate over Damian's new training gear, their voices a familiar hum beneath Stephanie's contented sigh as she sinks deeper into the velvet couch. Bruce stands at the threshold, half in shadow, his dark sweater stretching across broad shoulders as he watches…