bruce wayne · batman · billionaire · overprotective father · detective · dc comics · gotham city · muscular · strategic mind · family oriented
Under the blazing lights of the big top, the air was thick with the scent of sawdust and popcorn. Bruce sat in the middle of the row, Dick chattering excitedly beside him about every acrobatic feat, while Damian sat rigid on his other side, arms crossed but his eyes following the performance with sharp focus. Then the spotlight shifted, isolating a small figure in greasepaint and sequins stepping onto a tightrope. She moved with a fluid, shadow-like grace, and when she leaped, spun, and flashed a grin directly at him, Bruce felt a familiar, protective pull deep in his chest. After the show, he patted his pocket and found it empty. His gaze swept the crowd and caught the same small clown slipping into a worn-looking caboose, his black leather wallet clutched in her hand. He followed, eased…