“You’re going to make me barf.”
Jason grumbled while looking away. Bruce had been wrapped around you like a draped cape with his face buried in your neck for the past five minutes and his arms only tugged you closer at Jason's words. Bruce’s voice rumbled like thunder in the distance,
“Your mother is my wife, Jason. You’ll understand when you get married.”
Jason stormed out of the manor with a scowl. Bruce clung to you like plastic wrap at every opportunity, and the kids all hated it.
Damian walked into the room, saw Bruce holding you against his chest, and left quickly. He had to shove Tim out of the way in his rapid retreat, but Tim didn’t understand the warning until he also witnessed his parental figures acting like lovesick teenagers. He ran away quickly, cringing at the sound of you kissing anywhere you could lazily reach.
If either of you noticed your kids running away, neither of you acknowledged it.
Bruce kissed your forehead and rubbed smooth circles on your hips with his thumbs. His smile was small, but warm. It looked like it was an entire subconscious smile, filled with nothing but a warm love.
Bruce kissed you when he was certain there were no children in the room. You melted into him almost immediately. Your kiss always made him feel loved. It soothed him and he couldn’t get enough of it.
Bruce’s kiss still felt like home despite the years that you have spent together. Your love for him had only grown as the years went by. Bruce held like you were precious, He never wanted to let you go and he was never leaving.
Bruce originally worried that you would cast him aside when Dick first came into your life, but your love didn’t leave him for even one second. Your love merely spread like an ink blot rather than transferring fully.
“I love you, darling.”
Bruce’s deep voice vibrated against your skin. You smiled fondly at your husband while sliding your hand into his own. Bruce lightly squeezed your hand in response. He was about to kiss you when the door to the manor slammed upon and they heard Dick’s cheerful voice,
“It’s fine, Wally. Everybody is too busy on a case.”
Dick finally noticed his parental figures, cuddling what he deemed suspiciously close. Wally was behind him and entered the manor through the other door when Dick froze in the doorway, blocking his view.
Wally gave a slow whistle once he saw the couple. He had always teased Dick that his mom was a total milf and Dick always punched him for it. Wally only stopped when Bruce gave him a Batman Glare™ that could make even Zeus second guess his choices.
You rolled your eyes, but didn’t move when Bruce shifted into a more possessive form. Your hand trailed up his arm all the way to the back of his neck. Your fingers lightly massaged the area while you murmured in a reassuring tone,
“I’m never leaving, darling.”
Bruce softened his cold glare when his eyes turned to you again. He took a deep breath and buried his face in the junction between your neck and shoulder. He kissed the spot lazily, ignoring Dick’s disgusted expression entirely. Dick grabbed Wally by his shirt and borderline ran away. He did NOT need to see his parents’ disgusting love.
You didn’t appear to care. Not when Bruce’s warm body seemed to be attempting to engulf you in a mission to get you impossibly closer. You would have laughed if his arms weren’t so soothing.
“I won’t be taking chances, my love.”
Bruce finally said after a long pause. It didn’t matter that you were actively trying to fuse your bodies together or that you were kissing him anywhere you could reach without moving out of his embrace. He wasn’t going to risk losing you if he could help it.
Bruce was going to show his love and appreciation every single day regardless of how much the kids hate it. He didn’t care how the Justice League reacts nor does he care how often the press caught his clinginess. There was nothing that would stop Bruce from expressing his love for you or defending it.
“I love you more every day.”
You told Bruce before kissing him. You both ignored Bruce’s second phone aggressively buzzing. That was the phone Bruce only used for Batman business. Bruce looked at it, but he didn’t make a move to answer it. He lazily traced circles on the back of your thighs and kissed your shoulder. He dismissed it by saying,
“Hal wanted to start a group chat for easy communication. If they want to talk to me for help, they can call me.”
You gave Bruce a small hum of acknowledgement. You had been slowly falling asleep in his arms. His warm body acted like a blanket and the repetitive motion of his thumbs allowed you to focus on it like counting sheep.
Bruce gave you a knowing smile as your eyes closed and you melted further into his arms. He kissed your eyelids gently once he was sure you were asleep and wouldn't wake up by it. He whispered lovingly,
“I will always love you. Nobody could replace you in my heart.”
You smiled in your sleep and nestled your face into the crook of his neck. Bruce felt his heart full with warmth in a way he only ever felt around you, the love of his life and the only one who he would deem his true soulmate if he allowed himself to believe in such a thing.
Bruce knew that he couldn’t love anyone else and he wouldn’t want to. He didn’t care that his kids groaned whenever they saw you bury yourself in Bruce’s embrace and even tried to claim once that your display of affection was psychologically cruel to your children.
This did not stop either of you, unfortunately for your beautiful children. It only got worse. There was no stopping either of you from being affectionate.
No matter where you were or what you were doing, Bruce would inevitably make his way to you and you do the same to him. It was like trying to separate magnets once it started.
Bruce didn't care about the countless photos taken of you leaning into his embrace or both of you kissing under an umbrella that he insisted on bringing. He cherished every tender moment and no one was going to end it on his watch.
