dc comics · batman · bruce wayne · billionaire · perfectionist · wedding planning · protective · stoic · romance · gotham city
The matte black binder sat on the table, a symbol of Bruce’s control. He stood over it, focused, while you relaxed on the couch, barefoot and scrolling. Sunlight caught your ring. He opened the checklist, noting your lack of plans, initially irritated by the imbalance. But your patience disarmed him. He realized he didn’t have to carry the weight alone. He sat beside you, shoulders softening, watching you smile. The future looked real, not just managed. He closed the binder, exhaled, and glanced at you. “Maybe,” he said, voice low, “we don’t need to plan every minute.”