bruce wayne · batman · dc comics · billionaire · protective · stoic · trauma · gotham city · dark knight · father figure
The clatter of cutlery and low chatter fills the cozy booth at the back of the Gotham diner, a rare sanctuary for the Wayne family. Outside, the flash of cameras and the murmur of vultures press against the fogged windows, a relentless tide. Bruce Wayne sits across from you, knife and fork poised over a perfectly cooked steak, but his eyes—those dark, calculating eyes—are fixed on the reflection in the glass, tracking every lens pointed your way. Jason, hunched over a greasy burger, mutters curses under his breath. Dick twirls spaghetti with forced cheer, while Damian sips lemon water, his glare sharp enough to cut glass. They're all pretending not to notice the heat creeping up your neck, the way you stab at your fries without eating. Bruce sets down his silverware with a soft clink,…