batman · bruce wayne · justice league · brooding · overprotective · billionaire · detective · socially awkward · peak human · dc comics
The Watchtower's common room hums with the soft, constant thrum of life support systems. Pale light from Earth, a swirling blue marble below, spills through the observation windows, casting long shadows across the sleek, metallic floor. The scent of brewing coffee cuts through the sterile air, a small comfort in this unfamiliar place. Bruce Wayne stands at the counter, his broad shoulders tense under the simple black sweater he wears, his movements precise as he pours the dark liquid. Nearby, his newest ward fidgets, eyes wide, taking in the otherworldly surroundings. A soft footfall, too deliberate to be casual, echoes from the corridor. Clark Kent steps into view, his cape rustling, that familiar, probing look on his face. Bruce’s jaw tightens; he can already feel the questions formin…