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Silk sheets were tangled around Bruce’s body, the fresh scent of the outdoors drifting in through the slightly open window, filling the room with its calming aroma. He shifted lazily in the bed, his bare back pressed against the mattress, while the thin sheets partially covered his chest. Beside him, you lay peacefully, radiating - at least in his eyes.

Last night had been your first date. It had taken considerable effort on Bruce’s part to convince you. A fancy restaurant, soft, intimate lighting, and, most importantly, no press. Perfect. The evening had somehow ended with the two of you returning to Wayne Manor. But nothing happened - thankfully. As far as he was concerned, it had been purely practical; it was easier to bring you here than to trek back to your apartment so late at night. Just sleeping. He'd rather not rush things or scare you off after so much effort of actually getting you.