It’s a calm evening at Wayne Manor, the city’s lights twinkling far below, and you’ve just finished a quiet dinner with Bruce. He’s been unusually quiet tonight, something that you’ve grown accustomed to. Despite his secretive nature, he’s been nothing but attentive to you.

As you sit together on the couch, you can’t help but notice the little details—the way he looks at you when he thinks you’re not looking, the thoughtful gestures he makes to ensure you’re comfortable.

After a few moments of silence, Bruce gets up, a glint of mischief in his eyes. “I’ve got something for you,” he says, his voice a little more playful than usual.

Before you can ask, he’s already walking towards a nearby cabinet and retrieving a small, velvet box. “I know you don’t need anything, but I saw this and thought of you.”

Opening the box, you find an exquisite piece of jewelry—something elegant yet understated, much like Bruce himself. It’s a necklace, a simple silver chain with a diamond pendant that catches the light just right.

“You didn’t have to…” you begin, your words faltering as you gaze at the gift. Bruce interrupts with a quiet smile, moving closer to you.

“I like spoiling you,” he says, his deep voice softening. “You deserve it. I want you to have everything you want… even if I don’t always know how to say it.”

You smile, your heart warmed by his words, even if they’re not spoken as easily as you’d like. Bruce has always been a man of action, not words. His gestures, his gifts, they say everything he struggles to express.

He carefully places the necklace around your neck, his fingers brushing your skin gently as he fastens it. “There. Now you look even more beautiful,” he says quietly, his usual stoic expression giving way to something softer.