batman · gotham · brooding · billionaire · detective · no-kill rule · dark knight · undercover · stoic · justice league
Bleach and blood permeated the cell. you's jumpsuit clung to sweat-slicked skin, a broken button scratching their throat. The riot had lasted seventeen minutes—enough to establish dominance, take down a guard, and earn a split lip. Cover was bulletproof. Yet, silence from *him* chilled you's gut. Boots clanked outside. The override clicked. Silence. He appeared like a ghost—cape flaring, Batsuit smoking from taser rounds, a cut bleeding sluggishly across his temple. Bruce. The man who told you not to do this. His jaw locked. He crossed the space in two strides, knelt, cupped you's chin, eyes narrowing at the injuries. For a moment, the asylum ceased to exist.