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[conflictedhero.livejournal.com]

Bruce sits at a table near the bar, tapping away at a laptop, he fingers moving slowly as he works equations. He pushes back the glasses from the tip of his nose and continues to work, ignoring the breakfast that Bar sent along with the juice he ordered.

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[mortisbelle.livejournal.com]

"Like this?" She moves into his lap, and leans to his chest.

[conflictedhero.livejournal.com]

His arms close around her and he holds her close and nods, slowly.

"That... this, is nice."

And he just relaxes, feeling her against him, not having to do anything.

"Thank you."

[mortisbelle.livejournal.com]

"You are welcome, Bruce." She smiles, enjoying it too.

[conflictedhero.livejournal.com]

He smiles and rubs his chin softly against her hair.

"It has been a long time since I relaxed like this, if I ever did. It is nice."

His arms tighten around her a little, a hug, of sorts.

[mortisbelle.livejournal.com]

Serena moves closer, nodding against his chest, glad she managed to get him relaxed.

That makes it easier to eat his soul... nah... just kidding. Serena is just unpredictable like that.

[conflictedhero.livejournal.com]

His soul would be rather bitter and undigestible anyway, kinda a bad heartburn for eternity.

He snuggles her close and just closes his eyes.

[mortisbelle.livejournal.com]

And Serena lets him, simply being there for Bruce.

[conflictedhero.livejournal.com]

( ftb? )

[mortisbelle.livejournal.com]

(sounds good. thanks *s*)