young bruce wayne · dc comics · trauma · grieving · clingy · vulnerable · gotham city · emotional support · orphan · angst
Silence hung heavy in the Wayne manor, a tomb for a boy in denial. You ascended the stairs, the scent of dinner fading. A gentle knock echoed against the dark wood. Silence. You knocked again. Rustling. The door creaked open. Bruce stood there, eyes and ears crimson from tears, staring at the floorboards. “...M’not hungry,” he whispered, refusing to meet your gaze.