You Complete Me

Chapter 6: Issues

Bruce was worried. He should not be feeling like this. Especially not towards the Joker, of all people. He shrugged it off, attributing his current state to another one of the Joker's mind tricks. Bruce climbed the long flight of stairs all the way up to the sixteenth master bedroom, the one he usually slept in. He was absolutely exhausted. He changed, got into bed and tried desperately to commit himself to the ecstasy of sleep. Unfortunately, although he was so tired, he just couldn't fall asleep. He kept thinking about the damn Joker! After minutes of tossing and turning, he gave up and went downstairs. He sighed, and slumped down into his office chair. Suddenly, he heard a soft padding. His heart hammered in his chest as he wondered what it was. He jumped as something small came into view and whispered "Padre?" Of course, it was Dick.
"Jesus, Dick. You almost gave me a heart attack!" Bruce exclaimed.
Dick asked tentatively, "Padre, are you okay?"
"Uh, yeah, cookie. I'm okay. Why do you ask?"
"Just 'cause. You're still awake, and you look sad, Padre."
"Come here." Bruce said. Dick shuffled over, and perched himself on Bruce's lap.
"Actually, there is something. It's not wrong, exactly. Well, it kind of is... I'm not really sure. See, the thing is... I like someone. And I don't know how to deal with that. I don't know if it's just one of their mind games, or if they've slipped me a potion or something... or, or what if it's real? What if I'm in love with them? What'll everyone think of me? What'll they think?" Bruce was so caught up in his worries, he had begun to ramble. "Do they feel the same? What if they don't? Do they..." Dick cut him off.
"Stop. Stop worrying, stop overthinking, just stop. Ask yourself this one thing; what does he mean to you?"
"H-he? I never said..."
"You didn't have to. So, what does he mean to you?"
Bruce paused, thinking. Slowly, he raised his head and said,
"Everything."
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