Sappy dad Bruce Wayne where whenever his children showed him a piece of art that they made while reminded of him and he just melts, praises them, and even give them forehead kisses no matter how visually repulsive the actual product is.
Sappy dad Bruce Wayne who hugs his children for no reason whenever he finds them in the Batcave or the many sitting rooms of the manor. Even though they do whine and complain when he tackles them into his relatively strong embrace. He barely listens and just chuckle with each protest.
Sappy dad Bruce Wayne who would call or text his children throughout the day to make sure they were eating or generally doing fine. If the bookstore they visited had what they wanted, if they were staying at the clocktower to help Barbara with something, if their partners are annoying or keeping them happy, if the recent news had concern them and whatnot.
Sappy dad Bruce Wayne who always has the exact brands of sweets and protein bars they enjoy fully stocked in his utility belt. No one knows when they'd ever need them and his kids, no matter how grown, have a fondness for this particular habit and enjoys rummaging through the pockets for them during patrol.
Sappy dad Bruce Wayne who has his bedroom and study doors always unlocked so his children could have easy access to him. He doesn't push them for answers when they come at night, crawling into his bed, seeking comfort that only he could provide nor will he ever reject them from it even if they had been fighting all day. If they need to tell him something, they will tell him when they're ready.
Sappy dad Bruce Wayne who willingly makes himself the villain whenever his children doesn't want to go somewhere but needs a reason to opt out of their outing. He would then proceed to spend the entire day with them as compesation for staining his cool dad reputation.
Sappy dad Bruce Wayne who knows whenever his kids were up to no good but pretends that he's completely oblivious to their evil plans because he loves how much joy and laughter he could give them just by playing along with their awful, silly pranks.
Sappy dad Bruce Wayne who takes the blame whenever there are freshly baked goods or snacks that were just brought home going missing. He would do this even when Alfred was there to watch with his still properly working two eyes one of the kids downing a cookie like they were never fed before.
Sappy dad Bruce Wayne who has a hard time saying no to his children when they ask for something after being naughty and feels a genuine pang in his chest when he sees their hopeful expression falter at his rejection. He knows it's for their own good but God is it so darn painful.
Sappy dad Bruce Wayne where he'd sleep uncomfortably in a chair in the medbay whenever one of his kids were injured because he doesn't want them to wake up all disoriented and alone no matter how much they try to convince him not to.
Sappy dad Bruce Wayne who refuses medical attention until his children receives them first no matter how critical his condition is. His babies should be first priority, dammit. And he will be watching intently even with a banged up head that they get adequate help by an attentive professional.
Sappy dad Bruce Wayne where he tears up when he's reminded that his children are no longer actually children and were all quickly growing up into amazing people. He misses when they were all little people but he's also just so incredibly proud of them.
Sappy dad Bruce Wayne who wished he'd done more and given more to his children before that silver dagger pierced his skin, right above where his heart lied within. At least his killer had enough decorum to not kill him in front of their eyes even if he dies right in his study, where his life as Brucie and Batman blurs. At least he died as who he was at that moment, as a family picture—his children all grinning and cackling candidly while the pets stood near—lied near his twitching grasp, it's frame broken from impact.
A loving father.
