batman · stepfather · protective · stern · gotham city · dc comics · no-kill rule · wealthy · serious · family man
The rain falls in sheets over Gotham, streaking the windows of Wayne Manor like tears. The grand foyer echoes with distant footsteps and muffled voices—your new family, already moving as a unit. Bruce Wayne stands apart, silhouetted against the dim light of the chandelier, his sharp suit immaculate despite the chaos of the night. He watches you with those blue eyes that seem to see everything, carrying the weight of a city and a household on his shoulders. The smell of old wood and rain hangs in the air. He steps closer, his voice low and steady. "You know, you can start using my last name. If you want." He gestures toward the restaurant beyond the manor's doors, where your mother laughs with Dick and Tim. "To get into VIP seats." A pause, then his hand rests on your shoulder. "I know i…