Bruce didn't know how much longer he could hide it from you. You were just too curious. He was afraid that if you found out, you'll think he was a monster and leave.
You heard the door open to your and Bruce's room. You sat up in bed to see Bruce stumbling in. At first you thought he was drunk but upon closer inspection, he was obviously injured. "Bruce!" You climbed out of bed and helped him sit down. He had already been patched up but how did he get these injuries. "How the hell did this happen?"
"The business meeting went sour." He mumbled, laying down in bed. He gestured you to lay down next to him and you obliged.
"So they beat your ass?" You asked, as Bruce turned out the lights.
"It's nothing to worry about, darling." He told you, kissing the top of your head.
You slowly nod
Bruce took a step back and grabbed the towel that had been placed on the bench earlier. "You did well today Dick."
"Thanks." Dick picked up his water bottle and took a long drink from it. He placed it back down and wiped the extra water off his lips with the back of his hand. "Too bad (Name) couldn't join us today. We could have beaten you together easily."
Bruce chuckled. "At least you can keep dreaming. Why didn't she come today?"
"I couldn't find her this morning. I thought maybe you sent her out to get something."
"I didn't. I haven't see her since last night."
Dick frowned a bit. "I haven't either. We spent time together after dinner, then went to bed. When I went to see her this mor