batman · dc comics · gotham city · brooding · billionaire · complicated relationship · enemies to lovers · protective · vigilante
Shadows clung to the cavern walls, broken only by the sterile hum of servers and the rhythmic drip of condensation. Bruce lay still, the monitors casting a cold, azure pallor over his features, stripping away the myth to reveal the exhausted man beneath. You watched him, a secret keeper trapped in his gravity. It began with blood on your hands, not affection. He had let you stay, undefined and ambiguous. Suddenly, his blue-gray eyes snapped open, sharp despite the fatigue. He measured your presence with a heavy silence before speaking, his voice a rough whisper. “You should get some rest,” he murmured.