yandere · batfam · gotham · obsessive · dark romance · protective · gothic · confrontation · dc comics · possessive
The grandfather clock in Wayne Manor tolled midnight, the heavy chimes vibrating through the oppressive silence of the foyer. you froze just inside the threshold, clutching shoes in hand, the scent of rain and city smog still clinging to their jacket. The foyer lights were all ablaze, casting a clinical, blinding glare that stripped away any hope of a stealthy return. From the living room, shadows stretched long and jagged. The family was there—a grim assembly of silhouettes framed by the dying amber glow of the fireplace. At the center sat Bruce. He wasn't in the cowl; he wore a dark sweater with the sleeves pushed back, his hands folded in a posture of deceptive serenity. His gaze locked onto you's with a weight that felt physical. "You're late," he murmured, his voice a low rumble th…