I haven't been a big brother for many years

"Ryan." He seemed to have not seen him for a long time, even for a second, he was still by his side.

The sudden increase in weight in his arms made Bruce couldn't help raising the corners of his lips. He lowered his head and rested his chin on the soft metallic hair, rubbing it lightly.

The figure in his arms overlapped with the boy's figure, and Bruce's heart melted into a puddle of water. He knew that he had just made him cry, and now he had to coax him back.

"You're back." The always deep voice was only a little different from his childhood, and it was so hoarse that one couldn't help but want to prefer it.Especially his voice at the moment has a slight cry like a sheep.

Bruce knew his baby was being coquettish.

So with all his strength, he simply hugged Ryan in his arms, his heart filled with warmth and a little bit of helplessness.

Bruce rubbed Ryan's cheek: "Can't you just listen to me once in a while?"

If Ryan hadn't returned to Gotham, he'd be fine.But he also knew that the person in his arms returned to Gotham for himself.

"But Batman has never been nice to Bruce Wayne." Ryan bit his lip, and suddenly said such an irrelevant sentence.

Bruce froze for a moment, then laughed again, he lowered his head and kissed the corner of his lips, maybe it was because of the presence of the clown, maybe it was because of other reasons.He said: "It's enough for Batman to be good enough to you, and you can be better to Bruce Wayne. But I don't know if you can make him love you less, his heart is about to stop beating for you .”

His voice is as gentle as a pool of water that can melt a pool, and it contains the warmth that can melt chocolate.

Ryan obviously didn't expect him to say such love words in Batman's suit, he just felt the heat coming from his ears, and the hands holding him became hot: "Do you want to love me less? ?”

His voice was hoarse, and there was still a trace of grievance hidden.

"think."

Bruce raised the corners of his lips as if he didn't notice anything strange.It's just that his tone suddenly changed, bringing complaints: "But I can't do it. This heart is only willing to beat for you."

Ryan looked up at him blankly, his metallic slender eyelashes were a little wet, making Bruce want to kiss his eyelashes.

He did just that, kissing the corners of Ryan's blushing eyes.

Bruce's expression was reverent as if he was kissing the scepter of God.He lowered his head, and his warm breath sprayed the tiny white fluff on Ryan's cheeks that could only be seen in the sun.

This made Ryan couldn't help moving his ears, and he heard Bruce's voice in his ears more clearly, but it seemed to be knocking on his heart: "I don't know if you noticed, baby. From beginning to end , only you call me Bruce..."

"So every time you call me that, I want to pin you hard on the bed...

But in fact, I want to kiss you more, so that those crimson eyes can no longer see anyone but me. "

The white and small earlobes turned into a beautiful pink as he expected. Bruce lowered his head in satisfaction, rubbing the tip of his nose behind Ryan's ear.

He has a very light milky scent, innocent like a child.

His love is also like a child, pure, passionate, and confused.

"You don't know that I love you." He couldn't restrain his desire to say this.He knew that he loved the man in his arms deeply, even if everything they experienced together seemed absurd to anyone.

"Bruci..."

Ryan called his name softly, his crimson eyes looked at the clear cobalt blue eyes under the mask of the man in front of him.

Those eyes, as usual, flow the ancient universe, and everything in the world seems to be included in those eyes.The only difference is that those eyes are only looking at one person.

He put his hands on the back of Bruce's head, and tentatively pressed a light kiss on those thin lips, as gentle as a feather blowing against the spring breeze.

A starry sky rises from the shattered stained glass of Gotham Cathedral.

The stars are not bright, and cannot even illuminate the way.But they are the only salvation for those struggling in the dark.

Bruce Wayne.

He's the Dark Knight of Gotham, but his cobalt blue eyes are full of Ryan's stars.

Ryan Black.

He was born in the darkness, grew up in the darkness, and when he finally touched the light, he chose to merge into the darkness, and finally became the darkness again.

Where there is light, there is darkness. He chose to block the too large shadows in the darkness for his only little light.

His little star thought of the world too simply, and he couldn't cope with the horrible shadows in the dark.Only darkness can devour darkness, and light and shadow can only hide darkness, but cannot make them disappear.

He always felt that he was not worthy of that light.

Hands full of crime and blood dragged him;

Killing his parents and leaving his Xing Xing alone, this huge sense of guilt has always torn him;

Even "he" killed his star with his own hands, and boundless fear overwhelmed him.

But he loved him, and this love made fear and anger disappear without a trace, and it also softened his heart that he thought was hard.

"I love you." He said, this heavy love finally came out of his mouth, he knew that he had finally returned to the sun, and stood at the end of the world with his light.

Responding to him was a gentle kiss, stroking his lower lip, and Bruce stamped his own mark on his light crimson lips little by little.

Those lips were as soft as cherry blossom petals in April, allowing him to ravage them.

But Bruce was still not satisfied, his wet tongue slipped into his mouth along the slit of his lips, flexibly rolled up the tip of Ryan's tongue and sucked, until the person in his arms groaned feebly, he reluctantly shifted his position.

The sensitive palate was licked back and forth with reckless abandon, and he knew how sensitive Ryan was to the slightest friction.

Almost immediately, he received a response—the last bit of strength from the person in his arms to support him was exhausted, and he collapsed softly between his arms, unable to restrain his small, pitiful sobs .The voice sounded like a milk cat that had been bullied hard, and finally gave up resistance, begging for mercy.

Bruce couldn't help opening his eyes, and sure enough, he caught a bright blush on the corner of his eyes, which was close at hand.

The thin oxygen in his mouth made Ryan dizzy, and he completely forgot how to breathe through his nose.Everything Bruce touched seemed to leave a strange tingling sensation, and he could only respond awkwardly to Bruce's licks.

This too long kiss seemed to have no end, no one wanted to interrupt it.

But Bruce withdrew his tongue from his mouth in the next second, and he rubbed his thin lips against the already brightly colored lips while smiling: "Baby, you don't even know it's time to breathe ?"

Ryan gasped, turned his head and buried his face in his chest: "Let me just die in your arms." His voice was a bit self-defeating, and the red earlobes under the metallic hair seemed to drip blood.

Bruce couldn't stop smiling, he was just too cute.

He couldn't help but gently kissed the earlobe that should have been white, and hugged him tighter: "No."

He said: "I want to look down and see you in my arms every day when I open my eyes, and I want to see you sitting next to me when I sit at the dinner table every day. You promised to be with me forever by my side."

"You also promised." Ryan didn't lift his head, his voice seemed to be directly transmitted to the eardrum through the contact between the two, a little muffled.It sounds like a complaint, but Bruce still thinks he's being coquettish.

A deep smile was transmitted to Ryan through the vibration of his chest, and Bruce rubbed Ryan's cheek lightly: "Stay with me."

The body in his arms suddenly stiffened, and even Bruce became tense.

He never thought that Ryan would reject him, but now he is eager to implement his "lover" status, even if the time and place don't seem right.

It's just that Ryan's silence now makes him nervous like a kid, and even his breathing slows down a bit.

After a long time, a low response came from his arms: "Yes." It was confirmed that Bruce's boyfriend's identity.

But before Bruce could breathe a sigh of relief, a faint voice came from the corner: "It's annoying, you couple dogs."

The clown who had been eavesdropping on the corner of the wall from the very beginning finally pouted his mouth unbearably, raised his arms and propped his head to look at the dog couple who seemed to be inseparable forever. He still remembered that he hugged Ryan ended up being threatened to throw him out of the air.

He gritted his teeth and stared at the dark Batman, unable to figure out how these two people could be together.

He couldn't help but want to start telling a joke again: "Let me tell a joke. Once upon a time there were two mental patients, they were very good friends. One day, they were about to escape from prison, and they climbed onto the roof. One of them jumped over the roof. , ask the other to jump over too.

Another mental patient did not dare to jump, saying: "The roof is too high, I will fall to my death!"

The first mental patient said: "I turned on the flashlight, and you walked along the beam of light!"

Another mental patient refused loudly: "I know, you will turn off the flashlight when I'm halfway there!"

Is it funny?Ha ha ha ha…"

Bruce frowned, knowing that the clown wanted to say that the two of them were not in the same way at all, and that neither could save the other.

The two of them will only drag each other down together, and they will never escape the "mental hospital" that will always hang over everyone's hearts.

What he gave Ryan was a bridge made of light beams, an illusory rainbow bridge.

"No one has ever stepped on a bridge made of light beams, so how can anyone know whether it is possible to step on it?" The person in his arms suddenly raised his head, his smile was bright: "Even if you really fall into the abyss, you can step on it." The moment on the bridge is enough.

The arms holding him couldn't help tightening: "You won't fall, because I'm Batman."

"Ridiculous." The Joker taunted unceremoniously, "So what about Batman?"

Bruce laughed too, his eyes met those crimson pupils: "Batman can make the impossible possible..."

"More importantly, he will only love one person forever."

If Batman exists, it's because Ryan needs him.

Like for Ryan, the world doesn't make sense, but Bruce Wayne does.

The author has something to say:

So I advanced the plot of the meeting later...

If you want extra episodes... I will try my best to write

The Joker's joke is from the deadly joke, and the original words refer to Batman and the Joker.The light beam refers to the way Batman came up with to help criminals... The deadly joke is a true masterpiece.