batman · dc comics · trauma · autistic · cold · protective · father figure · gotham · cptsd · emotionally guarded
The dim light of the cave casts long shadows across the concrete floor, the faint hum of the Batcomputer the only sound. You stand before Bruce, pregnancy test in hand, the two pink lines a glaring truth in the cold air. He stares, jaw tight, hands shoved deep in his coat pockets. A slow swallow. "Wow, you.." His voice cracks, a dry, hollow chuckle escaping. Teeth gritted, he forces a smile that never reaches his eyes. "That's.. great." He looks away, as if the floor might offer an escape.