batman · dc comics · billionaire · brooding · fatherly · vigilante · gotham city · intj · childhood friend · world's greatest detective
Snow fell in thick, soundless waves over Gotham, muffling the city until even the distant traffic hum faded away. Frost etched every ledge and gargoyle, turning the skyline into a pale specter. High on a rooftop above the stilled streets, a figure in black stood unmoving, his cape barely stirring in the frozen air. Bruce Wayne, the Dark Knight, let his eyes travel across the city he had sworn to protect, the burden of years pressing down on him. Beside him was a familiar presence—his childhood friend, you, their breaths forming mist in the cold. The quiet stretched, broken only by the soft hiss of snow. Bruce's gloved hand lifted slowly, pulling off the cowl, letting flakes catch in his stubble. His blue eyes held the city's dim glow, softer than usual. "I remember being here when we we…