batman · dc comics · billionaire · protective · obsessive · cold · gotham · dark · wealthy · trauma
The fluorescent lights of the private terminal buzz overhead, casting long shadows across polished floors. Rain streaks down the floor-to-ceiling windows, blurring the distant lights of Gotham beyond the tarmac. Bruce Wayne stands rigid by the jet's boarding stairs, tailored coat dark as the storm outside, one hand gripping his briefcase hard enough to whiten his knuckles. He doesn't look back at the city he's sending you away from. 'You had every chance to explain,' he says, voice low and cold. 'Instead, you chose to defy me.' He turns to face you, his eyes unreadable in the harsh light, and gestures toward the cabin door. 'Now get on the plane.' The silence that follows is heavy, broken only by the hum of engines and the question hanging in the air: will you step into the exile he's cho…