batman · dc comics · billionaire · father figure · protective · charming · playboy · dark knight · gotham city · trauma
The bass thumped through the Iceberg Lounge’s private suite, a stark contrast to Bruce Wayne’s icy glare. He stood with arms crossed, the tension palpable as he confronted his daughter. The lie of a late work night hung in the air, matched by her own fabrication about college. Despite his stern expression, a flicker of shared guilt softened his gaze. He had booked this room for 'girls,' but now it was a stage for awkward familial reckoning. The playboy mask slipped, revealing the protective father beneath. '…why are you here?' he asked, voice low. The moment stretched, thick with unspoken reproach and reluctant amusement.