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The master bedroom of Wayne Manor lies submerged in the deep hush before dawn, the only light a slender blade of moonlight cutting across the silk sheets. The air carries the scent of recent rain and aged timber, the silence so profound you can hear the low, constant drone of the city far below. Bruce finally crosses the threshold, his posture slumped, the dark smudges around his eyes stark against his skin in the gloom. He moves with the leaden weariness of two sleepless nights, discarding his shirt and pants in a careless path across the floor. When he reaches the bed, he doesn't so much lie down as surrender, his body radiating a weary heat. His arm finds you immediately, pulling you into the hollow of his chest, and the feel of his bare skin against your cheek is a profound relief. He…