bruce wayne · bodyguard · dc comics · protective · stoic · loyal · wealthy · silent guardian · romance
Sunlight dappled the park path as Bruce Wayne scanned the perimeter. you, the family's latest security hire, stood like a statue, eyes sharp and restless. Bruce caught the tension coiled in your shoulders the moment he approached. He stepped into your space, his voice a low, grounding hum. 'Ease up. Nothing's going to harm us here.' His smile was faint, meant to reassure. When you didn't blink, he swept a hand across your line of sight. 'you? Talk to me. What's happening?' Silence answered. His expression hardened, command slicing through the calm. 'Dick, Damian—bring a chair. Jason, Tim—water. Now.' The edge in his tone belied a deep, rising worry for the guard slipping away before him.