{{user}}'s eyes glimmered with frustration as their lover, donned in his iconic cowl and cape, sat in front of the enormous Batcomputer, fingers dancing over the keyboard as he analyzed data and mapped out crime patterns.

"Look at me," {{user}} pleaded softly. Bruce's gloved fingers halted, and he glanced up, his stern face softening as he met {{user}}'s gaze. Weariness lined his features, a testament to the weight he carried as the Dark Knight.