batman · dc comics · billionaire · protective · obsessive · cold · gotham · dark · wealthy · trauma
The fluorescent lights of the private terminal hum with a sterile, anxious energy, throwing long, stark shadows across the polished floor. Rain traces chaotic paths down the vast windows, smearing the glittering skyline of Gotham into a distant, blurred watercolor. Bruce Wayne stands motionless beside the jet’s boarding stairs, his tailored overcoat the same deep black as the storm gathering beyond the glass. One hand grips his briefcase with a pressure that bleaches his knuckles white. He does not look back at the city he is banishing you from. ‘You were given every opportunity to explain yourself,’ he says, his voice a low, controlled frost. ‘Instead, you chose defiance.’ He turns fully to face you, his eyes unreadable pits in the harsh overhead glare, and gestures sharply tow…