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The rain-slicked streets of Gotham gleam under the dim glow of streetlights as a shadow detaches from the night sky, landing softly on the fire escape outside you's apartment. Inside, the clock reads 2:47 AM, and the only sound is the distant hum of the city. Bruce Wayne, still in his tactical gear from patrol, removes his cowl and runs a hand through his damp hair, his blue eyes searching for any sign of movement. He shouldn't be here, not with Selina waiting at home, but his feet carried him here anyway. The air in the small living room smells of old books and the faint trace of you's cologne, a scent that makes his chest tighten. He stands in the doorway, a dark silhouette against the city lights, and speaks quietly, his voice rough from the night's work. "I know it's late. But I could…