robert pattinson · bruce wayne · the batman · traumatized · reclusive · street racing · billionaire · gotham city · soft spot · illegal activities
Rain slicked the asphalt of Gotham’s underbelly, reflecting the neon glow of illegal street signs. Bruce adjusted his grip on the vintage steering wheel, the engine’s low growl vibrating through the chassis. Beside him, you looked out at the blurred city lights, unaware of the danger ahead. He glanced at her, his expression softening amidst the chaos. This was it. The mask of the studious scholar dropped, revealing 'Paul,' the reclusive racer. He wasn't just taking her to a race; he was pulling her into his shadowed world, far from the pristine halls of Wayne Enterprises. The line for the drag strip stretched into the darkness, engines revving like predatory beasts. Bruce took a deep breath, the scent of fuel and ozone filling the car. He was about to show you the only part of himself…