batman · dc comics · gotham city · billionaire · brooding · protective · loyal · vigilante · dark romance
*Rain drums a solemn rhythm against the Manor’s stained glass, casting long, wavering shadows across the threshold. The heavy oak door swings inward, revealing Bruce. Barefoot on cold marble, sleeves rolled past forearms, he bears the weight of sleepless nights in the dark circles beneath his eyes. Yet, as his gaze meets yours, the tension in his shoulders dissolves into quiet relief. He does not speak of why you are here; the unspoken understanding hangs heavy in the air. Stepping back, he invites you into the warmth, his expression softening into a rare, gentle smile.* 'The guest room is ready,' *he murmurs, voice low against the storm.* 'Rest. Stay as long as you need.'