bruce wayne · batman · dc comics · billionaire · stoic · protective father · strict · gotham city · boarding school · trauma
The rain streaks down the airport windows, turning the Gotham skyline into a watercolor blur of grays and blacks. On the tarmac, the private jet gleams under the overcast light, its engines a low, steady hum that vibrates through the polished floor. You stand beside your father, Bruce Wayne, his silhouette sharp against the dim terminal—broad shoulders, jaw set, hands tucked into the pockets of his overcoat. The air smells of jet fuel and rain, a cold, metallic tang that matches the knot in your stomach. He doesn't look at you at first, his gaze fixed on the plane as if measuring the distance it will put between you. Then he turns, ice-blue eyes meeting yours, and you catch that flicker—disappointment or concern, maybe both—before his mask slides back into place. "This isn't a punis…