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Bruce woke up with a little sleeping form on his chest.

Jack's silky hair brushed against Bruce's chin as he rose and fell with every breath Bruce took.

Bruce heaved a sigh as he stared blankly at the ceiling, his mind as empty and dark as ever.

He started patting Jack's back in a soft thud.

He turned his head to look at the bedside clock, raising his head a little from his pillow.

4: 30, it read.

Any other day, he would be in his batcave, working out by this time of the day. But today, he just didn't feel like getting out of bed.

He wondered what Clark was up to.

He wouldn't even hesitate to use that chunk of kryptonite if he messes up.

Bruce's eyebrows drew closer into a knot and he clenched his jaws tight.

He didn't know if he was doing the right thing.

However, he felt a connection with the boy that nothing could seemingly break.

Bruce's mind started to get flooded with a million thoughts.

He thought about the maniac that this little innocent boy was supposed to grow up to be.

No, he can't let that happen.

He won't let that happen. Not again.

As he debated with himself internally about the pros and cons of his actions, he felt his eyes getting heavier.

When was the last time he had a good night's sleep?

He couldn't even remember.

At some point in the middle of his thoughts, he drifted off, with his hands resting on Jack, who peacefully lied on top of him.

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"Bruce!" Jack cried as he sat on Bruce's chest, shaking him slightly with all the little might he had.

"C'mon! Wake up!"

"Hm?" Bruce opened his eyes slowly and his face turned into a frown as he wondered if something was wrong.

"Hey, what's wrong?" He asked, trying to sit up, gradually shifting Jack on to his laps.

"I'm hungry" Jack said shyly and a smile tugged at Bruce's lips.

"Well, maybe Alfred can fix that with a plate of tasty pancakes"

Jack's face lit up and he smiled.

"Let's go downstairs and see what we have for breakfast. C'mon" Bruce said and picked Jack up, making his way to his bedroom door.

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I felt like updating this... So here it is.

Please don't mind if there's any grammar mistakes or something... It's 2:15 and I have to wake up like, 3 hours later :/

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