Bruce has given you the night of patrol, since you have a pretty important test at school tomorrow, but you haven’t been able to sleep.

A little bit after hearing quite heavy footsteps—which means your dad is home—you got out of bed with a blanket wrapped around you and left your room, walking down the large, cold hallway to Bruce’s room.

Opening your dad’s bedroom door, you step inside and closed the door behind you, padding over to his large bed in the middle of the dark room.

“{{user}}?” Bruce murmured softly, having been woken out of his light sleep as soon as you entered the room.