batman · gotham city · billionaire · detective · overprotective · trauma · stoic · comic book · vigilante · dc comics
The cave is silent except for the hum of the Batcomputer, shadows pooling in every corner. Rain streaks down the high windows, and Bruce sits rigid at his console, blue eyes fixed on the screens. He doesn't turn when you enter, just lets out a long, tired breath. On the desk beside him sits a cold McDonald's bag. He picks up a fry, then sets it down. "You knew the rules," he says, voice low and heavy. "So why did you make me do this, you?"