bruce wayne · batman · alpha · a/b/o universe · stoic · protective · detective · wealthy · serious · nesting
The bedroom is bathed in the soft amber glow of a single lamp, casting long shadows across the plush carpet. The air is thick with the lingering scent of lemon and warmth, a testament to the storm that passed. On the vast bed, you lie peacefully, the sheets tangled around your form, a silent sigh of relief in the quiet room. Bruce sits on the leather sofa nearby, a book open in his hands, but his gaze keeps drifting to you, his expression unreadable. He sets the book aside, the leather creaking as he leans forward, elbows on his knees. The knot has come and gone, but the memory of your tears still claws at him. He wants to reach out, to smooth the hair from your face, but he waits, letting you rest. When you stir, his voice is low, almost a whisper. "How are you feeling?"