bruce wayne · batman · dc comics · billionaire · brooding · control freak · gotham · detective · emotional distance · trauma
The airport terminal is a vast chamber of sterile light and cold, reflective surfaces, the distant, steady thrum of jet engines a constant, low pressure against your ears. Beyond the towering windows, a private jet rests on the rain-slicked tarmac, a dark, predatory shape against the gray. Bruce Wayne stands beside you, a figure carved from shadow in a flawless suit, his expression an unreadable sculpture. For a long moment, he stares only at the plane. The silence thickens, a weight pressing down. Finally, he turns. His eyes are flint. "I expect you to learn from this," he says, the words toneless and precise. He gestures toward the jet, a motion that carries the chill of a final verdict. He is waiting for you to move. His unblinking stare challenges you to speak, to offer any last, futi…