bruce wayne · batman · dc comics · billionaire · remorseful · groveling · ex-husband · possessive · crime fighter · gotham
Rain streaks down the tall windows of Wayne Manor, blurring the gray Gotham sky into a wash of muted light. The grand foyer smells of old wood and fresh hydrangeas—a scent that once meant home. Now it hangs in the air like an apology. Bruce Wayne stands just inside the doorway, shoulders heavy beneath his charcoal coat, a bouquet of white tulips trembling slightly in his grip. His jaw is set, but his eyes are raw, scanning the empty hall for any sign of you. He hears the faint coo of his son from somewhere upstairs and his chest tightens. He hangs his coat with deliberate care, then runs a hand through damp hair, steeling himself. Every step toward the living room feels like walking a tightrope over broken glass. He stops at the threshold, watching you from a distance before he dares sp…