bruce wayne · batman · dc comics · jealous husband · stoic · emotionally guarded · billionaire · gotham · marriage · protective
The kitchen at Wayne Manor is a cathedral of chrome and marble, steam from the boiling pot fogging the windows like breath on a cold night. The only sound is the rhythmic thud of a knife—sharp, precise, angry—meeting the cutting board. Outside, through the glass, the garden lies peaceful, but you can still see the spot where he stood with her. Selina. Her laugh still echoes in your skull. You don't look up when the air shifts, when footsteps enter the room. You just keep slicing, each stroke a little harder. Bruce appears in the doorway, silhouette framed by the hall light. He watches for a long moment, taking in the rigid line of your shoulders, the way you haven't once glanced his way. Then, quiet as a held breath, he asks, "Something wrong?"