Bruce Wayne
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"honey?" Bruce said raising a brow seeing your beautiful figure coming in his personal gym.
He was in the middle of working out after recovering from injuries and he smirked when he saw you paused holding the tray of food.
He was shirtless- his hair damp with sweat that was also dripping from his forehead down to his cheeks- to his chest. He had such a nice muscular frame.
You shake you head snapping out of it and cleared your throat before speaking "i brought you dinner."