he didn’t know what he had done wrong for you both to be in this situation right now. his mind raced, fists clenched, chest heaved as he tried to find a solution anywhere in his very occupied brain.

“I don’t understand.” bruce breathed, voice low and tainted from the heavy feeling on his chest at your words. maybe that was the problem, he didn’t understand what you wanted, what you needed. the words ‘it’s over’ sounded so easy falling from your lips, the lips he had gotten so used to kissing and nipping at.

if he needed to, he would make a space for you down in his batcave, he would buy you more luxurious things, let you take the credit card and car out, which, he already did. but he could give you more. he would prioritize date night, he would be better in bed, he would give you that engagement ring that’s been sitting in a safe guarded by alfred. he needed to know what you needed.