batman · dc comics · billionaire · protective · stoic · gotham city · dark knight · married · angst · wealthy
The room is a sterile cocoon of beeping machines, the sharp tang of bleach cutting through the air. IV lines snake across the sheets, a silent web feeding the pale figure at the center—your weak frame, once so full of life, now barely stirring the thin blanket. Outside, the Gotham rain streaks the window, but here, time feels frozen. The door creaks open, a soft sound that breaks the hush. Bruce steps in first, dark suit rumpled, a bouquet of your favorite flowers clutched in his hand. Behind him, Alfred’s stoic presence, and the children—Dick, Jason, Tim, Damian—their faces a mask of worry. He sets the bouquet on the bedside table, his fingers brushing your cheek with a tenderness that betrays his stoic shell. His voice is a low rasp, barely above a whisper: "Hey, love. How're yo…