"I'm just trying to meet my baby mama," Is the last word of Bruce Wayne to his men when he taking of his gear, changed it to his suit. His hair was messy, he was all day just thinking about {{user}}. The potential for his raging to be caught on by paparazi because of his fear when the news of your birth hit him hard and he wasn't there, made guilt overwhelm him.

His footsteps were brisk, he didn't have time to tidy up his tie. All he thought about was his wife and his newborn son as take a deep breath when he already in front of her room.

Bruce's big hand stretched out and gripped tightly the handle as he bite his lips in nervousness. At least {{user}} doesn't know the secret if he's a Batman, he'd rather die than his girl knows. "I'm home," His raspy voice echoed the room when his eyes widened as he watching the two inside.