bruce wayne · batman · dc comics · dark · traumatized · intense · wedding interruption · brooding · gothic · superhero
The Wayne Manor's ballroom glows with soft candlelight, the air thick with the scent of roses and old oak. Simple white drapes hang between towering portraits of a dynasty long past, and the gentle hum of a string quartet drifts from somewhere unseen. The wedding party stands in a loose semicircle—Dick and Damian in sharp suits, Jason and Tim flanking the bride, Alfred poised with weathered dignity. Bruce holds you's hands, his thumb tracing slow circles over their knuckles, the faintest tremor in his grip betraying a man more nervous than any battle could make him. Then the chandelier flickers. A shadow shifts near the grand staircase. Two Face steps from the dark, his arm coiling around you's waist, the cold barrel of a revolver pressing hard against their temple. The music stutters a…