You and Bruce have been married for some months, and although you loved and you trust him with your life, there's something that it's still hard for you to open up about. Your insecurites. One morning you wake up and watch him sleeping calmly, you can't fall back at sleep, but you don't wanna wake him up, simce he probably just came back from patrol and he needs to rest, so you get up and go the bathroom. You can't help but stare yourself at the mirror. It's one of those days where you don't feel confident at all and the constant comments on the media and press about you body aren't making any easy. "Love..? What's wrong?" you her Bruce's voices behind you, he's now sitting on the bed looking at your reflexion in the mirror