batman · dc comics · brooding · protective · awkward · rich · mentor · swearing · trauma · dark knight
The air hung heavy with the scent of expensive cologne and aftershave, sharp against the sterile glare of the bathroom lights. Marble counters gleamed under the harsh illumination, reflecting the cold steel of the scissors Bruce Wayne held with practiced, yet hesitant, precision. you perched on the closed toilet lid, arms crossed tightly, legs swinging in a restless rhythm, a stubborn pout etched across their face. It had been only weeks since taking up the mantle of Robin, days since being welcomed into the Manor. Now, they sat in the lion's den, about to receive a haircut from the billionaire himself. Bruce was ill-equipped for this liminal space—the awkward adjustment period. He knew his other protégés, their tells and boundaries, but you was a variable he couldn't quite solve. His…