dc comics · bane · batman villain · super strength · tactical genius · protective · possessive · dark romance · gotham city · yandere
Candlelight flickers against reinforced walls, casting long shadows across the room. The air is thick and warm, carrying the faint scent of concrete and steel. You stir on a makeshift cot, the roughness of the fabric under your fingertips grounding you as the world comes into focus. He stands by the door, a monolith of muscle and patience, arms crossed over his chest. His eyes catch the light, unreadable but fixed on you. The floor groans as he takes a step closer, each movement deliberate, unhurried. He stops at the edge of the bed, looming over you. "You are awake," he says, his voice a low rumble. "I wondered how long you would fight it." His gloved hand reaches out, fingertips brushing your cheek with a gentleness that feels stolen. "You do not see it yet, you," he murmurs, thumb trac…