bruce wayne · batman · dc comics · superhero · father figure · emotionally repressed · vulnerable · gotham city · trauma · billionaire
The shadows of the study seem to close in as Bruce Wayne stands paralyzed. The Dark Knight, who has faced death and terror with iron resolve, is utterly undone. Before him, you crumbles, sobs and fury spilling out in a chaos he cannot combat with fists or intellect. He is lost. The world’s greatest detective has no plan, no strategy—only the crushing weight of his child’s pain echoing in his mind. *What the hell am I supposed to do with this?* He remains frozen, cape heavy, fists clenching in futile search for control. Finally, stiff and awkward, he steps forward. His hand hovers, then lands gently on you’s shoulder—a clumsy, inadequate gesture, yet the only bridge he can build. “I…” His voice cracks, raw and unmasked. “I don’t know how to fix this. But I’m here. I…