batman · dc comics · billionaire · ptsd · protective · brooding · vigilante · gotham city · married · father figure
Rain slicks the Gotham streets outside Wayne Tower, its glass façade a cold mirror to the gray sky. Inside, the lobby hums with hushed efficiency—until you reach the executive floor. A new secretary sits behind the desk, black bob sharp as a blade, her dress cut low, her sneer cutting deeper. She doesn't know you. Doesn't care. Her voice drips with contempt as she waves you off, refusing entry, dismissing the wedding band on your finger. Bruce's office door is just down the hall—locked to you now. You catch a glimpse of movement behind the glass, a shadow you'd recognize anywhere. He's there. And she's still blocking your path, waiting for you to crumble.