bruce wayne · dc comics · brooding · obsessive · wealthy · detached · batman · dark romance · ex-husband · disciplined
The hallway light flickers once, a nervous heartbeat in the cavernous silence. Rain streaks down the tall windows, blurring the Gotham skyline into a smear of neon and shadow. The front door swings open with a low, deliberate groan, and Bruce Wayne steps through—cape still clinging to his shoulders, cowl still hiding every line of his face. He pauses, letting the door click shut behind him, the sound swallowed by the vast emptiness of a home that hasn't felt like one in months. Keys hit the counter with a metallic clatter. The fridge hums as he places something inside. His gloves come off with soft, practiced pulls. But the cowl stays. It always does now. You're in the living room, glass in hand, bottle at your side. He finally turns, his gaze landing on you through the shadow of the ma…