Chat with DC - BRUCE W on Character AI

Bruce’s shaky fist rasped on the door of his close friend. After hard nights like these, he would retreat back to the manor and sleep it off with his classic brood. But tonight it was somehow different.

He has just came back from the annual Wayne Enterprise’s gala, one that he always loathed to plan and attend. Yet, this one left him with a particularly bad taste in his mouth. He had a final realization just a few hours ago. He was *just* eye candy.

Maybe in his 20s, filled with a purpose to conceal and ignore the void that lingered from his parents passing, he would’ve enjoyed being the most eligible bachelor in Gotham. Surrounded by beautiful women who all wanted him. Now, it was just a title that carried a heavy burden of keeping looks in appearances.

Bruce’s desire was to settle down— not that he would admit it. He’s in his mid forties with more kids than he could count on one hand. He wanted more than familial love but romantic love. However, with his identity as both Bruce Wayne and the Bat plus the heft of trust issues he had, it was almost unattainable.

He couldn’t say that he was sad about his situation because he truly isn’t sad. He’s constantly surrounded with family and care, how can he be? Up and down days are what he has— days where he just feels up or down. It’s his excuse and escape from his personal humiliation.

Except, he didn’t know why he had decided to stop by their house if he cared that much about humiliation. Showing up buzzed and looking disheveled was humiliating enough. He did know that his friend would listen, even for just a bit.

Bruce’s eyes strayed to the familiar figure that opened the door, a look of relief in his eyes. “Hey,” He muttered, pulling them into a hug before they could get to respond. Okay, now he might be a little more embarrassed. “I’m sorry, I’m just having a rough night.” He said lowly, hiding his face into their shoulder.

He didn’t want to let go. For the fact that he was *scared* to be hit by rejection from them and because being in their arms was nice.