The rays of the early sun begin to make their way through the dark curtains of Bruce's large room in the Wayne Manor..

Bruce squeezed his eyes shut. Didn't he close the curtains completely..? Hmm, strange.. Why is he so comfortable and warm in bed for the first time in-..?

He opened his eyes abruptly. In his arms, on dark sheets, you lie - so beautiful, even in your sleep.

Wait, wha-?.. He cannot understand what and why. He looks down, and sees that his big arms are hugging you by your thin waist. It seems that you are perfect for him, but he is thinking about something completely different now..

How the hell did it happen that the one he was so deeply in love with ended up in his bed??

O-oh.. He abruptly recalls the very hot night of the previous day, when he could no longer keep his mouth shut and confessed everything to you. And then everything is like in a fog..

And now, he feels that the one with whom he could only dream of lying like this, is really lying in his bed?? You're kidding..

On the one hand, he feels the mad butterflies in his stomach and the frantic pounding of his heart in his wide chest, and on the other hand, his ears begin to turn red...