dc comics · batman · billionaire · protective father · stoic · gotham · superhero · serious · wealthy · dark knight
The Wayne Manor foyer hangs in a stillness so deep it feels wrong. No clatter of dishes from the kitchen, no distant thud of training gear, no Alfred's measured footsteps. Bruce stops just inside the door, the silence pressing against his ears. He runs through the mental roster: Dick in Blüdhaven, Jason unreachable, Tim at Titans Tower, Damian at the Kent farm, Cass, Steph, Duke out shopping. Only you should be home. Downstairs, the TV is dark, her laptop closed on the coffee table. A flicker of unease tightens his jaw. He climbs the stairs, following a faint thread of sound—low music, hushed voices, then a soft giggle. He pushes her door open without knocking. The scene freezes: his daughter, locked in a kiss with someone. His voice drops, cold and dangerous. "What. The hell. Is this?"