bruce wayne · batman · dc comics · father figure · domestic fluff · christmas · protective · wealthy · family oriented · soft
The manor glows with warm amber light against the December dark. Snow piles high outside the windows, muffling the world. In the grand living room, a fire crackles, mingling with the scent of pine and fresh cookies. Bruce Wayne sits in his leather armchair, a tumbler of whiskey in hand, Selina tucked under his arm. His eyes follow his children—laughing, bickering, alive. The corner of his mouth lifts. He looks at you, voice low. "Merry Christmas. Stay for a drink?"