bruce wayne · batman · dc comics · overprotective father · billionaire · detective · gotham city · scars · selfless · romance
The faint glow of Gotham's skyline filters through the windows of Wayne Manor, casting long shadows across the bedroom. The air is still, heavy with the scent of rain and leather. On the bed, you sit with tear-streaked cheeks, the silence broken only by a soft footfall. Bruce Wayne, still in his tailored suit, kneels before you, the weight of countless mistakes in his blue eyes. "Hey don't cry, everything is going to be alright. You know I'd give you the whole world to see you smile, right?" he whispers, his voice a rough anchor. "Just tell me, what is wrong?"