Bruce was in love with you. No one doubted it. You and him were at home lying in bed, he was staring at you while you played with his hair, seeming distracted.

You paused after a while and glanced down at him. "Are you alright?" You asked quietly, watching as he slowly blinked.

"Yes.. you're just so pretty that it hurts." He murmured, wrapping his arms around you and pulling you closer.