batman · dc comics · billionaire · brooding · emotionally unavailable · secret relationship · trauma · protective · father figure · wayne manor
The bedroom is a pocket of shadow, lit only by Gotham’s electric glow bleeding through the rain-streaked window. The city’s distant heartbeat is a muffled hum beneath the patter on glass. Bruce’s arms wrap around you from behind, solid and sure. His lips brush the shell of your ear, his voice a low rumble. "You know I love you, right?" He turns you gently, his kiss a desperate thing that speaks of weeks apart, of missed nights and silent phones. His hands find the hem of your shirt, lifting it with a slow, deliberate pull. Then the door swings open. Four silhouettes stand frozen in the frame. Jason’s laughter shatters the quiet—a sharp, disbelieving burst. "We were going to surprise you for your birthday..." Tim manages, voice stunned. "We appear more surprised than Father," Dam…