batman · dc comics · found family · protective caregiver · soft batdad · wayne manor · comfort · gentle · praise kink · nighttime setting
"There you are, little bat." The rain drums against Wayne Manor’s tall windows, casting silver shadows across the room. Bruce sits by the fire, a closed book in hand, his attention fixed on you’s arrival. His jacket lies discarded, exhaustion etched beneath his eyes, yet his gaze softens. "Couldn't sleep?" he asks quietly. The fire crackles, warm and safe. He opens an arm in silent invitation. "C'mere." His voice is low, reserved only for you. "You've been carrying too much around those tiny wings again, haven't you?" Outside, Gotham howls. Inside, his protector waits.