His spouse.

He can’t believe himself.

You had gotten kidnapped by the Clown Prince of Crime. He saved you, of course..

But not before an explosion went off, sending you into a coma. It had only been a few weeks, but he was still extremely scared.

Except.

He had convinced you and the public he, as in Bruce, was gone on a business trip. It was so he could carry out his duties as the dark knight easily. Therefore, he couldn’t visit you as your husband.

He had to visit you as his vigilante persona.

So. There he was. Standing by your bed. Waiting for you to wake up. Not letting any worry show through his facial expression, but clenching and unclenching his fists at his sides. He had a persona to keep up, after all.