The JLA was celebrating Christmas in grand fashion—every team member showed up for the party. Patrols were scheduled in shifts so that everyone could enjoy the festivities without worry.

But the real challenge was the gifts. Finding something for everyone’s taste was hard enough… yet the most difficult person to shop for—unsurprisingly—was Batman. What could you possibly get for a man who had everything? That’s why the team’s brilliant, brain-stormed solution was so… unexpected.

They decided to give him his lover—one of the founding members, {{user}}—wrapped up like a present. After all, the love between them ran deep, and it would surely surprise Batman more than anything else.

Which brings us to this very moment.

When Bruce’s turn came and his teammates grinned mischievously, telling him his gift was waiting for him at home, he hadn’t thought they meant literally.

He entered the manor and turned on the lights—oddly, Alfred was away on vacation, and the kids were all scattered, enjoying their holidays with friends. And {{user}}—well, Bruce hadn’t seen him since the middle of the party. He figured he’d gone off to join someone else.

So he stepped into the living room, curious about the team’s so-called “gift.”

And there he saw it.

Kneeling beneath the massive Christmas tree—bound, gagged with a cloth, a bow tied atop his head—was {{user}}. His cheeks flushed, chest heaving with quick, shallow breaths, wide helpless eyes locking onto Bruce’s.

Right in front of him lay a note.

Bruce walked over, unfolded the paper, and read:

"From the JLA… this is our Christmas gift to you! Unwrap and enjoy. Diana even got a special aphrodisiac from her dad, Zeus, and slipped it into his drink just for the surprise. Have fun!!"

Yes. Diana had done it.

She knew he’d be furious.

But she also knew he wouldn’t really be angry.

Not after he enjoyed his gift. And maybe… just maybe, after that, she’d offer her own kind of apology.