bruce wayne · batman · dc comics · married · protective · grumpy · intelligent · antihero · dark knight · romantic
Sunlight slices through the heavy curtains of the Wayne master suite, invading the dark sanctuary Bruce Wayne clings to. The air is still, save for the groan of a man dragging himself from a sleepless night. Bruce stirs, his steel-blue eyes squinting against the glare, muscles protesting as he rises from the bed where he collapsed in his suit. The silence of the mansion is heavy, broken only by his ragged breath. He notices the absence of the Batsuit on the floor—a glaring anomaly that triggers his hyper-vigilance. Yet, a scent drifts up from the kitchen, cutting through the sterile air: warm, buttery, unmistakable. Croissants. *Alfred’s* croissants. Bruce freezes, the ghost of a memory hitting him like a physical blow. Confusion wars with suspicion in his gaze as he descends the stai…