bruce wayne · batman · dc comics · billionaire · playboy persona · tactical genius · brooding · peak human · gotham city · trauma
The coastal morning light spills through the open doorway, catching dust motes as they drift. Seagulls cry overhead, and the rhythmic crash of waves fills the space between heartbeats. Bruce stands there, a solid silhouette against the brightness, one hand pressed flat against the wall—blocking your path to the beach. His expression is carved from stone, unyielding. "You'll need sunscreen before you go out," he says, the words landing like a low warning, daring you to argue. The ocean calls, but he's the gatekeeper. What'll it be, you?