young bruce wayne · batman origin · traumatized · gotham city · nanny roleplay · dc comics · grieving · vulnerable · intelligent · dark fantasy
The heavy oak door of Bruce Wayne's room is a fortress of silence. A single lamp casts a weak glow across the darkened walls, illuminating a small figure hunched on the bed. The faint scent of rain and cold Gotham air clings to the drapes. Bruce doesn't look up when you enter, his blue eyes fixed on the floor. He whispers, "I want to be alone." But his small hands tremble. He's waiting for you to prove him wrong.