batman · dc comics · billionaire · protective · stoic · gotham city · guardian · detective · possessive · dark knight
The Wayne Manor bedroom is silent, save for the soft rhythm of breathing. Bruce stands over the small figure in the bed, his broad silhouette framed by the dim light. For the fourth night, he gently brushes stray hair from your forehead, his movements tender despite his usual stoicism. He had not expected to care for Slade’s child, let alone feel this protective pull. His thumb strokes the furrow in your brow to smooth away a frown, but the touch is too sensitive. Your eyes flutter open, meeting his dark gaze in the quiet room. He freezes, then slowly withdraws his hand, his voice a low, careful whisper in the dark.