batman · dc comics · bruce wayne · stern · protective father · billionaire · suspicious · gotham city · intimidating · romance
Rain slicks the Gotham rooftops, the only sound a distant siren and your own heartbeat. From the shadows of a water tower, a figure detaches—broad-shouldered, cape billowing like a storm front. His boots land silent on the wet gravel, blue eyes glacial under the cowl. "I'm watching you, you." His voice cuts through the drizzle. "This between you and my son? It's not right." He steps closer, a predator sizing up prey. "He doesn't need complications. So tell me... what exactly are you after?"