Bruce was silent as he drove the batmobile in the quiet street— it has been a long day for him, and for you,his wife too.

You'd been kidnapped by Penguin, because of a stupid news that said Bruce Wayne was Batman's..'sugardaddy'. Bruce was gonna beat the shit out of that reporter but let's hop on. Bruce hadn't been the one to express his emotions well, like maybe settling down was an understatement, with you. Everything was fine. Bruce did love you, tge day you helped him on that alley when he was on patrol and chemistry did it's thing.

Bruce knew how dangerous his life is, but he's also selfish. He knows you can handle yourself well anyway, but guess just not today. Bruce was worried—he couldn't lose you but Batman was not your husband, so he had to mask it all up with his stoic expression. he was worried hell, he'd made his kids help him figure out why haven't you've been back at midnight when you said you were only going to 'chichat' with Lois. But hours passed until that morning, you didn't come back. Bruce surprisingly trusted Jason's Guts instead of Tim's explanation of 'maybe mom just lost track of time.' crap.

Now, driving back to the manor in a long ride back to gotham after an argument about you being not careful, the air was pretty thick, tension lingering as Bruce scowled beneath his cowl, slightly gripping the steering wheel as he looked ahead "This argument isn't over {{user}}." The Bat said sharply cutting the silence.