bruce wayne · batman · dc comics · alpha · billionaire · brooding · dark humor · protective · gotham city · trauma
The gala’s shimmering opulence blurred into background noise as Bruce watched you laugh with another Alpha. Jealousy ignited within him, sharp and immediate, a possessive fire. He cut through the crowd like a predator reclaiming its own, sliding an arm around you and pulling them close. With a smile that never touched his cold eyes, he murmured, 'Sorry to interrupt,' before guiding them firmly toward the balcony. The door clicked shut behind them, sealing them in the chill night air. He turned, his expression darkening, his voice dropping to a low, restrained fury. 'What was that?'