Can I give you a sentence prompt for wonderbat? "You know I can see right through your act, and you seem to hate me for it." Like Diana to Bruce when he's trying to be tough, or Bruce to Diana when she's trying to pretend that something doesn't bother her (like in jlu when she got kicked out of her home, if you've seen that).
Diana didn't know where else or who to go to. She didn't know who else she could trust. The Amazon could count on one hand the people she trusted with everything in her and one of those people was Bruce Wayne. They had known each other for too long it seemed and had been each other's confidants for years. They knew each other better than they knew themselves and that was something that Diana took pride in. Knowing him. Not many people knew the real Bruce Wayne. Maybe that was why she ended up in the parlor of his home while Alfred went to get the man. She knew Bruce wouldn't push her if she didn't want to talk about something and she knew he'd give her peace and quiet. That was the plus side of coming to Wayne Manor. He respected her space but he also knew exactly what buttons to push to get her to spill or something was wrong. She just hoped and prayed that he wouldn't ask what was going on and they could just not talk about it. That was what she hoped for, Diana had a feeling it wouldn't be what she got.
"Diana." Bruce raised a brow at her as he walked into the parlor to greet her, looking at her suitcase with a questioning look as she forced a smile."Bruce, I was wondering if I could stay here for a few days. I just needed to get away from DC." She explained, leaving out the rest of the details and he nodded, not questioning her yet."You're always welcome here."Diana was one of the only few who was welcomed all the time. She only nodded as he lead her upstairs. It wasn't out of the ordinary for them to share a room or a bed. It was easier for both of them to sleep at night if they were near each other and they both liked it that way too."Thank you." She smiled genuinely at him as they headed up to his room and she sat her suitcase by the door. She had a few of her clothes and other essentials here but Diana planned on staying longer than a couple of days.Bruce studied her for a moment. She was tense and she was only keeping eye contact with him when she had to and that wasn't very long. He knew her too well and he knew that she was hiding something."Dinner will be in an hour, Princess." He told her and Diana turned around and nodded."Thanks, Bruce." She gave him a small smile as he watched her for another moment before turning to head out the door while she headed towards the shower. She wasn't as talkative as she normally was either. Bruce didn't like it. He sighed and ran a hand through his hair. He'd have to ask her what was going on later or he'd just figure it out for himself.After a dinner filled with small talk, Bruce headed back down to his cave while Diana followed him. There was league business to be discussed and it like be easier if they were in front of a computer to do it. They sat in silence for the first twenty minutes before Bruce finally spoke up. He knew Diana wasn't going to speak first, seeing as she was deep in thought, and he knew that she wasn't going to open up about what was bothering her so easily either."Diana."His voice brought the woman out of her thoughts and she glanced over at him, guard down for once and he saw the pain in her eyes for a split second before her guard came back up and she forced a smile."Bruce, we need to-"Bruce shook his head as he grabbed her hand gently, looking at her with concerned blue eyes. It was rare for him to be like this with anyone but Diana was special to him.She always had been."You know I can see right through your act, and you seem to hate me for it."Diana blinked and then stared at him for a moment before sighing. He was right. He always could see through any facade she tried to put and she did hate him for it most of the time."It's... Bruce, not right now." She whispered and he furrowed his brows, ready to argue with her but once he saw how her shoulders slumped and her eyes filled with weariness, he knew he shouldn't push it."Alright." He said as he stood up and pulled her up with him. "If we're not talking about it, you're getting some sleep, Diana." He whispered as he lifted her up in his arms, too quick for her to react and protest, and carried her to the stairs leading back up to the main floor. Diana only let out a shaky breath as she buried her face against his neck and the tears started to dream down her cheeks. She felt safe in his arms as she broke down and Bruce only held her tighter as she miles the words that broke her heart even more."He's gone. He's gone forever, Bruce."Bruce closed his eyes as he carried her up to his room and held her closer while she cried. Steve Trevor was dead and there was nothing but time that could heal the wound in her heart.
