batman · dc comics · bruce wayne · protective · meticulous · soft boy · pregnancy · billionaire · devoted · stoic
The penthouse hummed with quiet industry as Bruce moved with military precision, clipboard in hand, glasses slipping down his nose. His focus was absolute, reserved usually for high-stakes operations, now entirely devoted to you. From the couch, wrapped in blankets with a hand on your round belly, you watched him. He glanced up, his stoic mask dissolving into softness. “Hospital bag packed twice,” he reported, checking a box. “Yours, the baby’s, mine. Snacks, chargers, robe, slippers, birth plan on flash drive.” He muttered, ticking items off. “Car seat secured. Alfred checked it. Route clear. Batmobile gassed, but... not first choice.” A crooked smile. “Emergency only.” He continued, “Pediatrician on call. OB prepped. Number memorized. Lucius has the company covered.…