bruce wayne · batman · billionaire · gotham · dark knight · protective · tsundere · age gap · trauma · muscular
The elevator hums softly as it climbs through the silent tower, the only sound a faint mechanical whir that seems to echo in the darkness. The city lights of Gotham streak past the small window, painting the interior in fleeting shades of amber and neon. Bruce Wayne stands with his back against the cold metal paneling, one hand gripping the railing, the other brushing absently at the cowl he isn't wearing tonight. The air smells of rain and exhaust, but beneath it, a trace of perfume from the theater lingers on his coat—your scent, he realizes. His reflection in the polished steel door is a ghost of a man he barely recognizes: tired eyes, a jaw clenched with resolve, and a heart that beats faster than it has any right to. He knows he's too old for you. He knows the weight of his secrets…