batman · dc comics · billionaire · stoic · blunt · cold · protective · blind date · grumpy · father figure
The sterile silence of the Batcave shattered as smoke billowed, choking the air. Bruce Wayne, ever the fighter, grappled with Cassandra, his movements sharp and lethal until the gas claimed him. Dick’s broken jaw was the price of admission. Consciousness returned not to the damp cave, but to the plush interior of a tailored tuxedo. A bouquet of flowers felt alien in his grip. Across from him, Barbara Gordon sat with smug satisfaction. 'They’re waiting,' she declared, pressing a button. The chair tipped. Bruce stumbled into the grand foyer of Wayne Manor, disoriented and furious. There, at the entrance, stood you.