You were passing him a file. Something routine. A document for Wayne Enterprises.

He took it wordlessly, but before his fingers fully closed over it, he brought your hand to his lips and kissed your knuckles.

It was quick. Casual. Thoughtless, almost.

Except… it wasn’t.

You stared at him for a moment, heart thudding.

Bruce didn’t notice. He’d already turned back to the screen.

And you realized then — this was just what he did. Not for show. Not for charm.

He kissed you like breathing. Like it grounded him.

Like he didn’t know how not to.

You smiled quietly to yourself and sat down beside him.