I haven't been a big brother for many years

Perhaps this is Selina's purpose...

Bruce speculated maliciously, defending himself while eliminating a potential rival.

He may have done such a thing, but it is definitely not as exaggerated as Catwoman said, and it is definitely possible that he has some crazy obsession.This is absolutely slanderous.

He felt that he should find a time to justify "myself" a little bit.

Seeing Ryan's silence, Selina seemed to feel that it wasn't exciting enough, and added a few more words: "Do you remember that banquet? The one you didn't go to."

Ryan subconsciously interrupted what seemed to be his own thoughts but was actually some kind of complicated emotion, and looked up at her.

Selina's expression was extremely sincere, and she looked very angry: "That time Bruce Wayne left me in the middle of the dance floor and ran out after a girl. Guess who it is?"

Ryan: "..." I don't want to guess.

He didn't want to mention anything about that party again.

But he couldn't hold back Selina's expectant eyes, and asked in a cooperative manner: "Who is it?"

Selina, probably didn't realize that it was him.Had Barbara told her?

"It's Sylvie Galavan." Catwoman said angrily, and added as if she was afraid that he would not believe it: "I saw it with my own eyes, and she is about this tall." She compared one with herself About the same height.

Ryan, who was almost half a head taller than her, raised his eyebrows calmly.

"Long blonde hair, brown eyes. Wearing a backless black short...um, miniskirt. Yes, she is that kind of woman. It is Sylvie Galavan." Selina looked quite disdainful of that The "woman" is a clumsy way to seduce Bruce Wayne.

Bruce chuckled, never expecting that Selina pulled him out of the hole she dug, and jumped in by herself.

Ryan narrowed his eyes, his warning gaze swept across bat, and he returned to normal. He asked Selina with some doubts: "What kind of woman?" He really didn't understand Selina's hint.

"It's...that kind..." Selina didn't expect that Ryan didn't understand her meaning at all, and hesitated for a long time, her whole cheeks turned red.

"Ah, that's the kind! Ryan, you are so annoying!" Selina finally gave up explaining, and only left a word before quickly climbing up the wall, and disappeared after two or three strokes.

"???"

The "hated" Ryan didn't come and grab Catwoman, and stared blankly at the direction she was leaving: "What kind of...huh?"

Bruce gently pulled him over, pretending to be serious but couldn't hide the smile on the corner of his mouth: "She probably means that you dressed like that deliberately to attract Bruce Wayne's attention."

"What?" Ryan's eyes widened in surprise, and his earlobe was a little bit red: "I didn't think... no, I didn't want to dress like that at all, damn it."

He subconsciously bit his lower lip with his teeth, and shyly turned his head to avoid Bruce's gaze.

"Of course I know it's not what you want to wear." Bruce withdrew his smile, wrapped Ryan in his arms, lowered his head and looked at Ryan seriously, and made his voice sound as gentle as possible: "So next time , don’t allow others to dress you like that again, okay?”

His voice sounded a little different than usual.Ryan thought, although he was still a little low and hoarse, but it made his nose tickle terribly.

If Ryan, in his 20s, came to listen, he would probably be able to tell him the difference right away, because that voice belonged to Gotham's most charming sweetheart, Baby Bruce.

"Of course there won't be a next time." Ryan lowered his head to avoid his gaze, but the ear exposed from the soft hair was so hot that he wanted to ignore it, but he couldn't ignore it.

Bruce narrowed his cobalt blue eyes slightly, smiled silently, put his chin on Ryan's head, and rubbed the soft hair, he suggested: "If anyone wants to do something to you If you want to, hide in my arms, Ryan baby."

"Don't call me baby." Bruce's actions almost surrounded his whole body, and the body temperature of another person surrounded him. Such a temperature made bat not really like a ghost, but like a ghost. real human beings.

The iris and tonka beans on his body were mixed together, and the taste that Ryan thought was similar to bitterness became clear again.

He likes that smell very much, but he doesn't like bat calling him baby, it makes him feel like he is being treated like a child by bat.

But he is no longer a child, his shoulders are already broad enough.

If possible, he also hopes that bat will not always stand in the position of protector.Occasionally, he's reliable enough for bats to rely on.

"Am I that fragile in your eyes?" Ryan was a little upset, or annoyed.He moved his head slightly, unaware that his movement matched with Bruce's head that hadn't moved away above his head, which looked very much like a feline coquettish posture.

Somewhere in Bruce's heart was almost softened into a pool of water, he shook his head slightly: "Of course you are strong enough."

But in my eyes, you will always be a treasure that should be held in my hands, baby.

"But sometimes, you should always remember that I've always been by your side. Anyway, let me feel that I am a little useful, okay? Lord Blake?" He deliberately called Ryan by "Your Excellency", as if he really wasn't Batman, It's just the same as the "shadow warrior" next to Ryan.

"Of course I know you've been here, but why did you show up?" Ryan bit his lower lip, and decided to ask the question he never wanted to ask: "Who are you? Where are you from? What do you want?" doing what?"

Bruce's arms around him froze, and then quickly relaxed. He closed his eyes, and simply put all the weight of his head on Ryan: "Do you really want to know?"

His voice almost directly entered through solid-state sound transmission, and the sound heard from the skull resounded very clearly in the brain.

Ryan couldn't tell whether it should be his voice or the voice in his head.

Like a sailor bewitched by a siren, he couldn't help but say: "I want to know, bat, I want to know everything about you, I want to know everything about you, I don't want this feeling of knowing nothing about you .”

Bruce froze for a moment, he let go of Ryan's arm, lowered his head, and met those crimson eyes that were as clear as jewels with an extremely complicated gaze.

After a while, he finally said, "I'm sorry, Ryan."

He stared at those eyes that instantly dimmed, bent down slightly, and gently printed a kiss on Ryan's forehead: "I can only answer your last question."

Ryan's cheeks burned uncontrollably, it was too foul, how could he use a kiss? ?

Bruce didn't spare him with a light kiss, and his cobalt blue eyes were filled with some kind of emotion that Ryan couldn't understand: "Do you remember the first question you asked me?"

The emotion was so deep that Ryan subconsciously wanted to avoid his sight.

But he doesn't succeed because Bruce literally leans down and cups his cheek.

It was too close, and Ryan couldn't help holding his breath. He clearly saw his breath condense into mist on the bat's mask.

Those stunning cobalt blue eyes dimmed too.

Ryan was a little distracted, what did those eyes see?They look like they encompass the entire world.

"You asked me if I would help you." Bruce finally felt that the mask on his face was too intrusive now.

"At the time, my answer was I would."

"So have you decided to change your mind now?" Ryan asked eagerly, he couldn't help but care about bat's words.

"That's right." Bruce smiled softly: "Now my answer is, I will always stand by your side. Whenever you need me or don't need me, reach out."

Bruce hugged Ryan tightly again.

"I'll always be there to help you, no matter what you want to do. You're the whole reason I'm here."

"I'm here because you need me."

"And what I want to do is to cherish you more than anyone else, at any time."

Ryan widened his eyes and looked at the cheeks of bat who was close at hand. For a moment, he only felt that those one-word lips that kept spitting out words were really sexy as hell.

All the voices suddenly left his ears, leaving only the tiny vibrations in the chest of the person hugging him in front of him as he spoke.

No, it was the sound of a pounding heart.

He thought his face must have turned red now, it was too hot, the temperature on his cheeks.

He felt that he should struggle, at least to break free from this embrace, at least to conceal the blush on his face.

But he froze and couldn't do anything.

All he could do was stare straight into bat's beautiful cobalt blue eyes.It was no longer blue, and he saw his own red in those eyes.

The two colors mixed together, turning into a magnificent and ambiguous purple.

"It doesn't matter who I am or where I come from."

"The only thing I want you to know is that you are mine."

I love you, so I want you to know.

All your sorrows, sorrows, low self-esteem, and despair should be shared by me.

You're not overwhelmed by any negativity, and you're not vulnerable, it's just that you have no one to lean on.

But I love you, so I want to save you from the abyss, from the swamp.

You are my responsibility.

His fingers reached into Lane's collar and pulled out the black chain with silver balls.

Ryan's eyes widened in disbelief, because the small, unremarkable ball actually lit up with a faint green light.

Bruce smiled, and lowered his head to press a pious kiss on the metallic orb.

"You know..." Those cobalt blue eyes met bright red with a smile.

"Is it colourful?"

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Sorry little angels, re-edited qwq