Bondings Not So Bad

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Bruce's POV

I was in a taxi on my way home from the airport. It was my luck that I wouldn't be able to get a signal from Europe to Gotham. God, they were alone together for almost three days. The possible things gone wrong go through my head; they burned the house down, they killed each other, they opened a portal to another dimension where....okay, maybe I'm overreacting.

We pulled up to the manor, getting her in record time (I gave him a very big tip), and I was relieved to see the house wasn't in ashes. I quickly paid the driver and grabbed my luggage, practically running up the stairs to the door. Its around 5 in the morning, so they're probably still asleep.

I unlock the door and put my bags down after closing it behind me. All the lights were off, but I could see a soft glow coming from the living room. I walk in there (more of a jog) fearing the worst. What I find leaves me speechless.

There on the couch was Tim and Damian sound asleep. Tim was lying on his back while Damian was on his side next to him on his side with a hand on Tim's chest. Tim also had his arm across his own chest and on Damian's shoulder. All that could be heard was the soft breathing of the two boys.

I must have stood there for 5 minutes in utter shock. I finally snapped out of it and smiled down at the peaceful scene. Come to think of it, I've never seen them not fighting.

I took a throw off the chair and slowly laid it over them. With a mischievous smile I pulled out my phone and took a picture. I turned off the lamp and went to get my bag and unpack. I wonder what their reaction to this years Christmas card will be.

(Picture was closest thing I could find 😓 You don't realize how awkward it is to look up 'teenage brothers sleeping together' Anyway, I hope you liked this little fluff piece.)