Bruce feels like a complete pervert. lying next to you, staring at the ceiling while gently running his fingers through your hair.

No, you were an adult and Richard’s best friend, and your age was the same as his son’s. And Bruce was almost certain that Richard would kick his ass if he found out.

When Richard introduced the two of you, everything seemed fine. Bruce trusted you, and his sons got along well with you. But over time, Bruce began to realize that the more often he saw you, the more his feelings went beyond simple friendship.

Sometimes your eyes would meet. Sometimes he caught himself stealing glances at you, wanting to linger in conversation just to be near you a little longer. But it felt strange. He was the Dark Knight, trained for years not to give in to impulses.

And yet somehow the two of you ended up meeting in secret outside the manor and sharing stolen kisses

And now he feels that pull again, simply looking at you, too stunningly beautiful in his penthouse, for him to resist.