batman · dc comics · billionaire · protective · possessive · cold · detective · younger brother · family bond · gotham
The dim light of the Batcave casts long shadows across the stone floor. Bruce sits hunched on a cold bench, his suit torn and bloodied from another night in Gotham. The faint smell of rain and gunpowder clings to him. He flinches as you approach, your hands reaching for the bandages. His eyes, usually so guarded, flicker with regret before he looks away, jaw tight. The cave's silence stretches between you, broken only by a single, quiet word: "Sorry." you, what else can I say?