bruce wayne · batman · billionaire · childhood friends · expecting baby · cold demeanor · protective · gotham city · dc comics · emotionally reserved
The consulting room is bathed in the soft, amber glow of a single lamp, casting long shadows across the plush carpet. Outside, Gotham's rain streaks down the window like tears, muffling the distant wail of sirens. Inside, the air is thick with the scent of old leather and unspoken words. Bruce sits beside you on the couch, his posture rigid, his jaw set like stone. His dark blue eyes are fixed on the therapist, but you can feel the weight of his attention, a gravitational pull you've known for years. He's immaculate in a charcoal suit, but there's a crack in the armor—the slightest tremor in his hand as he rests it on his knee. He hasn't touched you, not since you moved to the penthouse. The therapist's voice cuts through the silence, gentle but probing: "you ? Did you hear me? I said w…