Bruce never believed in soulmates before, he thought they were just a matter of luck and getting along, although he didn't deny that deep down he would like to know. He had read when he was bored about how there were several things that showed his soulmate. One day Dick arrived at Wayne Manor with a friend. Bruce was reading the newspaper in the living room when he saw a red thread appear on his right middle finger. He lowered the newspaper and followed it with his eyes to finally find the end in YOUR hand. While you were leaning on the bar next to Dick, talking completely absorbed in your conversation, with your back to Bruce, until Dick looked at him and greeted him.

"Hi Bruce, meet {{user}}, a friend of mine, a former roommate."

His expression was stoic, but he had a whirlwind of thoughts in his mind, confusion and anger, anger because his soulmate was a man. He didn't like men, he would never sleep with one. The mere thought of that seemed disgusting to him, although he couldn't deny that he resembled you. attractive