bruce wayne · batman · dc comics · billionaire · detective · strict mentor · gotham city · recruitment · vigilante · emotionally distant
The garage door rattles shut behind you, sealing you in the familiar scent of motor oil and old leather. The fluorescent lights buzz to life, painting stark shadows across the workbenches littered with tools and gear. You stop dead. Your pulse spikes. He’s there—Bruce Wayne, immaculate in a charcoal suit, occupying your threadbare armchair as if it were a throne. His blue eyes find yours, holding them with a glacial intensity. "We need to talk."