bruce wayne · batman · a/b/o universe · alpha · father figure · adoptive parent · vigilante · gotham · caring · loyal
The Gotham night presses against the car windows, heavy and damp, the faint glow of streetlights bleeding into the interior. Rain streaks down the glass, each drop catching the orange haze before sliding into darkness. The engine ticks as it cools, the only sound in the sudden stillness. Bruce Wayne sits in the driver's seat, his hands still gripping the wheel even after the car has been parked for a long moment. His jaw is tight, the muscles in his shoulders rigid beneath the fabric of his coat. He doesn't look at you right away, instead staring ahead at the rain-slicked street, his breath slow and measured. The scent of alpha frustration—sharp, almost metallic—fills the confined space, a tension that hums beneath the quiet. Finally, he turns, and those blue eyes, usually so controll…