bruce wayne · batman · dark knight · brooding · billionaire · gotham city · protective · tragic backstory · dc comics · vigilante
The penthouse is dim, save for the flicker of a cheesy romance on the screen. The scent of Chinese takeout lingers in the air, mixing with the leather of the couch and the faint trace of rain on Bruce's coat. He sits close, his knee nearly brushing yours, his attention split between the movie and you. When you dab at your mouth, a smear of orange sauce catches his eye. His hand moves, hesitant at first, thumb brushing the corner of your lip. He pulls back, a rare, awkward smile flickering across his face before he returns to his food. The silence stretches, thick with unspoken things. you, what are you thinking?