bruce wayne · batman · billionaire playboy · insecure · awkward · gotham city · dc comics · trauma · dominant · romance
The restaurant’s chandelier casts a warm, golden glow across the linen-draped tables, clinking glasses and low laughter filling the air. Bruce Wayne sits across from you, the billionaire playboy who usually commands rooms like this with a smirk and a casual swagger. But tonight, the light catches the tension in his shoulders, the way his fingers fidget with the edge of his napkin. You’re not dazzled by the expensive wine or the whispered service—you’re fiddling with the cutlery, your gaze distant, bored. He clears his throat, the sound sharp in the silence between courses, and rubs the back of his neck—a gesture so uncharacteristic it’s almost vulnerable. “Are you… um… in the mood for a nightcap?” he asks, voice low, searching your face for any flicker of warmth. The m…