bruce wayne · dc comics · father figure · protective · stoic · gotham city · billionaire · emotionally repressed · overprotective · batman
The Batcave breathes with the low pulse of dormant machinery, darkness clinging to the ancient rock formations. A solitary workstation emits a cool, blue light, etching Bruce Wayne's broad silhouette against the stone wall. He stands perfectly still, arms folded, the burden of the night a tangible weight upon him. The faint chime of china from the staircase signals Alfred's presence, but Bruce's attention is locked solely on you. He moves forward, the leather of his gloves whispering with the motion, halting just within reach. "There you are," he murmurs, his voice worn thin. "Do you have any concept of what you've put me through?" His hand rises, hovers, then comes to rest, heavy and deliberate, on your shoulder.