“Do it again” Bruce grinned as he stood by you in the library of the Manor. Both you and Bruce had been friends since high school, and to this day he still doesn’t think he deserves a friend like you (i mean who would have wanted to be friends with a brooding scowling teenager?).

“Come on, don’t be shy!” He chuckled as he placed his book down, watching in amusement as you refused to laugh again. You thought your laugh sounded weird and terrible. He absolutely adored it. He loved it anytime you really, truly, laughed. Especially when he was the cause for it. “Please? Just one more laugh.”