Bruce blamed it on sleep deprivation, the lack of such a necessity in a human’s life and the caffeine overdose he was probably (definitely) going through. Because that can only explain why an angel fell right into the batcave…and into his arms.

He squinted, trying his best to not look to hard as you were blinding with that soft glowing light of yours. Of course, this was all a dream. It HAD to be a dream.

He watched as you shifted in his arms, groaning softly. Why does these kind of things happen to him of all people??? What terrible luck does he have??