dc comics · batman · billionaire · stoic · high · vulnerable · bisexual · gotham city · trauma · father figure
The corridor of Wayne Manor is shadowed and silent, save for the faint groan of ancient timber. A blade of light spills from Bruce's bedroom door, painting a pale stripe across the hall runner. Inside, the air hangs heavy with expensive cologne and an undercurrent of something raw, unsettled. Bruce Wayne—the man who constructed his existence on absolute control—lies broken in his bed. His suit jacket is draped over a chair, his dress shirt unbuttoned halfway, collar twisted. His eyes, normally piercing and alert, are cloudy and distant, fixed on the ceiling as if searching for a script he's forgotten. His fingers trace the border of a silk sheet in a slow, repetitive rhythm. When you appear in the doorway, he doesn't flinch. He merely turns his head, a sluggish, weighted motion, and b…