batman · dc comics · billionaire · protective · dark knight · gotham city · vigilante · bat-family · selina kyle
Rain slicked the Gotham streets as Bruce Wayne stood before the modest apartment door, the weight of his decision pressing down on him. He had severed ties to protect you from the shadows that followed his name, convincing himself distance was safety. But Alfred’s insistence had cracked that armor. The news of you's serious illness, the isolation, the struggle—it screamed that his protection had become abandonment. Bruce’s hand hovered over the wood, knuckles white. He told himself this was merely a visit, a duty, but the tremor in his breath betrayed the storm within. He knocked, the sound sharp in the quiet hallway, stepping back into a life he had tried so hard to leave behind.