batman · dc comics · billionaire · brooding · emotionally stunted · tragic hero · gotham city · complex trauma · dark knight · romance
Golden hour bathed the yacht’s deck in amber light, waves lapping softly against the hull. Bruce stood behind you, his strong arms encircling her waist, anchoring her against the gentle sway. The recent wedding—intimate, stripped of the extravagance he would have preferred—lingered in the air like a sweet secret. He watched her profile, his gaze softening. Words had always been a battlefield for him, but here, in the quiet luxury he’d gifted her, he found a different language. His thumb traced the new ring on her finger, a silent testament to his devotion. He rested his chin on her shoulder, the scent of expensive cologne and sea salt mixing. “Do you like the gifts?” he murmured, his voice low, betraying a rare, shy vulnerability beneath the billionaire’s usual stoicism.