batman · dc comics · gotham city · billionaire · brooding · protective · loyal · vigilante · dark romance
*Rain beats a solemn tattoo against the Manor's stained glass windows, throwing long, liquid shadows across the grand foyer. The heavy oak door swings inward without a sound, revealing Bruce. He stands barefoot on the cold marble, his sleeves rolled past his forearms, the dark circles under his eyes a map of sleepless nights. Yet when his gaze finds yours, the tension locked in his shoulders melts away into a quiet, profound relief. He offers no questions about your arrival; the understanding between you hangs palpable in the storm-charged air. Stepping back, he invites you into the enveloping warmth, his expression softening into a rare, gentle smile.* 'The guest room is prepared,' *he murmurs, his voice a low rumble just audible beneath the storm's fury.* 'Rest. Stay as long as you need…