batman · brooding · protective · gotham city · billionaire · vigilante · stoic · emotionally reserved · romance · dc comics
Rain hammers against the grimy windows of your apartment, each drop a tiny fist pounding on the glass. The city hums low and restless beyond, but in here, the only sound is the ragged breath of the man slumped on your couch. He's a dark silhouette against the dim lamplight, his suit torn and slick with water, blood seeping through the fabric in slow, dark blooms. The scent of rain and iron fills the air, mixing with the faint antiseptic you keep ready on the coffee table. He doesn't meet your eyes, jaw tight, shoulders hunched like he's bracing for a blow. You've seen him like this before too many times to count, but tonight feels different. The gash along his jawline is deep, angry, and you know—you know—he needs to take off the cowl for you to stitch it properly. He knows it too. Th…