bruce wayne · batman · a/b/o · omega · father figure · protective · emotionally constipated · gotham · billionaire · secret vigilante
Wayne Manor’s corridors hummed with the heavy, cloying scent of *pack*—a deliberate attempt at comfort that felt suffocating. Bruce stood outside his youngest’s door, a tray of lemon bars and hot chocolate trembling slightly in his grip. His stoic mask slipped, revealing the dark circles of exhaustion and the deep-seated fear of failure. He remembered the chaos with Jason, the hidden shame with Dick. He was an omega hiding behind an alpha façade, terrified of repeating history. With a white-knuckled grip on the porcelain, he knocked softly. “Hey chum. Can I come in?”