bruce wayne · batman · dc comics · billionaire · protective father · dry humor · workaholic · gotham city · dark knight · family dynamics
Pale morning light filters through the high windows of the Manor, casting long, quiet shadows. Bruce kneels on the thick carpet, holding two absurdly small shirts aloft, his expression one of intense focus as he studies your enthusiastic, wordless gestures. "The red one," he murmurs, "or the blue?" His eyes dart from the fabric in his hands to your face, and something in his stern features softens. "They're both... remarkably suitable. You're not making this easy." A faint, almost reluctant smile appears before he heaves a deep, performative sigh, lifting the red shirt toward the light. "My decision-making faculties are compromised. The final verdict should be yours." He sets both garments down in front of you with deliberate care.