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[urfavslytherclawgirl]

Unusual Visit

Pairing: Bruce Wayne x Fem!Reader

Word Count: 900+

Warning: Swearing, only one POV, bruises, blood, needle (closing a deep cut).

Summary: Bruce breaks into your house wanting you to heal his bruises and because he wants cuddles.

You woke up with a weird noise coming from your living room and glass breaking, you got up and got a baseball hidden in your closet, mostly because Gotham isn't the safest city of all and because your boyfriend, Bruce, suggested you did it in case someone tried to break into your house.

"I have a bat and some internal rage I can use!" You announced slowly walking into your living room with your bat raised into the air.

"Calm down--shit--it's just me." A shaky but familiar voice said near a shadow, the further you walked the more you noticed Bruce wearing his suit and using the wall as support.

"Bruce! What happened to you?" You asked throwing the bat on the couch and walking towards your boyfriend, Bruce was hurt with blood going down his face under the mask and his suit almost ripped in a few spots.

"You should've seen the other guy." He laughed as you helped him lay down on the couch and take his suit off so you could see what was bruised, the longer you saw the more you got worried. He had a nearly broken rib, two purple bruises on his chest, and a deep cut on his stomach, his arm had a few purple spots and his nose was bleeding.

"I'll go get my first-aid kit." You announced walking away quickly and going into your bathroom, after getting it you kneeled down on the floor next to the couch Bruce layed on and opened the kit.

"I have a needle to close the cut and arnica ointment for the purple bruises, which one do you want first?" You asked as Bruce looked at the needle then at you.

"Do you know how to use that thing?" Bruce asked in true concern as you rolled your eyes, getting up and walking towards your kitchen to get a bottle of whiskey.

"Drink it, it's good for pain. And yes, I do know how to use it, Bruce." You answered handing him the bottle and getting the needle and nylon thread.

"I'll start in 3, 2--" you said before starting to close the wound on his stomach, Bruce whispered swears as you were to focused on the deep cut to care.

"Fuck, you forgot the 1." He pointed out making a face of discomfort looking at the cut.

"I know, it's a tactic I learned it with my doctor when I was a child. Every time I'd get a shot she'd do this, it helped a lot." He nodded and closed his eyes.

"All done." You said, making a knot with thread and cutting it with a pair of little scissors that came with the kit. You got up and went to your kitchen to get a pack of ice and a wet cloth.

You kneeled again and started to clean his mouth and nose full of blood then lightly pressed the ice pack on his nose. You got the palm of his hand and pressed it on the ice pack, meaning you wanted him to hold it so you could apply ointment on his other bruises.

After putting back the first-aid kid where it belonged you helped Bruce walk towards your bedroom and lay down on your bed.

"Get some rest, Bruce." You said sitting on the edge of the bed, he put his hand on your cheek, moving his thimb left and right.

"Stay with me, please." You nodded and got up from the edge of the bed walking towards the other side, you lay down next to him and pressed your chest on his back, wrapping your arms on his chest under his arm.

"Take more care of yourself, Bruce. I need you alive for us to be together." You whispered, making Bruce laugh then hiss in pain, you smiled and kissed his back, his scars.

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[urfavslytherclawgirl]

I cared...

Pairing: Bruce Wayne x Fem!Reader

Word Count: 2.5k

Warning: Angst, swearing, crying, guilt, verbal fight, more than one POV, happy ending.

Summary: Bruce decides he will start dating you just to get information about your family, which is part of the Gotham Mafia, but what happens when he catches feelings for you? Or when you find out about all this?

"We need information on the Falcone family," Dick told Bruce while they were in the car heading to the annual Gotham party, it was amazing for people like Bruce and Dick, vigilantes.

The Falcone family needed to get what they deserved, to be put in jail for all the crimes they committed.

"And how do you want to do that?'' Bruce asked genuinely confused, Wayne Enterprises could get involved with Falcone and his wild business, they were friends after all, but it would be risky and obvious.

"We'll see. I'll take care of it Bruce, don't worry." Dick said as they stopped in front of the hotel where the party was happening.

"Hello, Mr. Wayne and Mr. Grayson." The host acknowledged the two as they got in with smiles. The party was full of people, with warm lighting and soft music playing, waiters walking from one end to the other giving out beverages and chatting everywhere.

"There's Falcone," Dick whispered as he got a glass of champagne, "and one of his daughters. Oh--maybe we can see if she lets out something. She is your age, or maybe two years younger but still. Give it a try" Dick suggested while looking toward the girl wearing an expensive dress.

"I can't just go there and ask her if her father kills people or not." Bruce ironically remarked while looking around smiling as people greeted him.

"Not like that, charm her...you can try to ask her out on a date. You're Bruce Wayne, who would deny it?" Dick ended the conversation by going away leaving Bruce alone with his thoughts.

He could at least try. If he noticed it wasn't working he'd just end things with her, simple

But it did work, it worked too well for him to even remember what the hell he was doing, he talked to you at the party smoothly asking you out on a date, and that date was perfect, different from any other date he had ever had, while other women would ask him about his 'extraordinary' life you asked him what his favorite book was, or when he'd say that something didn't work out for him instead of receiving a ''How! You're Bruce Wayne!'', he'd get advice or you'd help him through it.

You were...the most caring person he had ever met, and it hurt him every day to do what he was doing to you, but he was too engrossed to even try to stop it and when he did he'd just end up admiring you even more.

But he was going to do it now, he'd end whatever the two of you were having today, he was sure of it.

He had invited you to watch a movie in the screen room at his house and he'd find a way to end it.

"I'm going to get more popcorn for us. Not too much salt and definitely no butter, I know you, Bruce." You smiled and left the room with the empty popcorn bucket. This weird feeling formed in his stomach, maybe it was the anxiety of it all. All of a sudden warm arms hugged him from behind putting the popcorn on the seat next to him, he automatically kissed your cheek making you smile

You sat back down as Bruce looked at you with drunken eyes, he took your hand that was in your lap and kissed the back of it.

He was going to do it.

"You make me really happy."

He was going to do it.

"You're the most beautiful girl I've ever seen."

He--

The two of you were now kissing passionately.

-

You were looking for Bruce in the middle of another party Gotham was hosting, with yet again many people making it even harder for you to find Bruce.

"Bruce!" You called out as you noticed he was walking towards an exit with a dark-haired young man, you walked through the crowd of people and finally made it to the exit.

"Bru--"

"Did you really not get anything, Bruce, we needed that information. Come on, you've been dating that girl for at least a month and she hasn't told you anything we can use against Carmine?"

Information? Use against my dad?

"What?" You whispered making the two look at you as Bruce's eyes widened, you scoffed and started walking away.

"Wait! Please, wait!" Bruce called out walking towards you, you stopped and turned around in anger.

"Where you using me, Bruce? I thought you cared and were genuinely interested in me! Was this shit all a lie?!" Tears threatened to fall from your eyes but you tried to resist the urge.

"Please let me explain--" But you didn't even let him finish, "Explain what, huh? How I was dumb enough to believe all the things that came out of your mouth? Or how I was stupid for even thinking you cared? Because I did! I cared about you and us, so much..." He looked at you with guilt in his eyes, he stepped forward then took a few more steps when he noticed you didn't step away.

"Please believe me now, I do care about you, and it was all true, all my emotions and all the things I said, all true. I made shitty decisions but none of it was fake." Bruce put his hand on your cheek , you looked at him for fe seconds, thinking.

You slowly put your hand on top of his hand that was resting on your cheek and pulled it away, toward his chest, pressing it there.

"Find someone else." You said turning around and walking away.

My dear

Please forgive me. I never meant to hurt you the way I did. I was a child and an idiot, but you have to know that I meant everything and you were one of the only people who treated me like a human, and I'll always be extremely thankful for that.

I care so much about you and I will never forgive myself for how much I hurt you, you might not even read this letter but I'm still giving it a try, for you, I'd always try.

You were right, I did lie, but only for the first minutes after that every emotion I felt was real, you are the most beautiful person I've ever met and I do care about you, in fact I love you.

Just know that you will always have a place in my heart and that I'll always be here in case you need me.

Bruce Wayne

You read the letter that was sent to your office, and after reading it front to back you left work immediately, got into your car and raced through Gotham.

As you stopped in front of Wayne Manor you didn't know what to do, so you started with the basic going to the door and ringing the door bell.

"Nice seeing you again, I wasn't aware Master Bruce was getting a visit, please come in." Alfred said after opening the front door.

"Master Bruce is in his studies." He whispered before leaving you alone, you sighed and started walking.

"Alfred I'm busy, for the last time I don't want tea." Bruce said as you opened the door, he was writing another letter with his hands between his head thinking in what to write.

"I'm not here for tea." You answered closing the door and walking towards his desk, he immediately looked at you with maybe hope or something else in his eyes.

"I got your letter," You said walking towards a bookshelf full of old books.

"What you did, was hurtful, but I get it, my father isn't the best man in the world. I love you too." Your voice was almost like a whisper as you turned your head towards him.

"I don't know if you meant it or not when you wrote it in your letter but it's fair for you to know." As your body fully turned towards Bruce you gasped bumping into Bruce, who had swiftly gotten up from his chair.

"I love you, and I promise you I won't ever lie to you again. Never." He said hugging your body while kissing you.

"Okay, I got it, no need for these many emotions. Keep up with your emotionless reputation." The two of you laughed.

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[urfavslytherclawgirl]

Date Night

Pairing: Bruce Wayne x Reader

Word count: 1k

Warnings: Implied nudity and sexytime, mainly fluff, just one POV

Summary: After a long week, you and your husband finally get to have a romantic night.

Bruce went on a work trip a week ago, leaving you bored as hell, you'd call him every night and after long talks, he'd be the one to hang up after noticing you had fallen asleep.

So, as usual, you were in the living room, with your phone near your ear talking to your husband who was kilometers away, or so you thought.

"I think I'm going to bed, goodnight Bruce. I miss you." You said covering yourself with the blanket that was on the sofa, you could hear a faint laugh from the other side of the call before he answered.

"Look at the door, sweetheart." You did as he said and gasped while seeing your husband with a suitcase in his hands, holding his phone and with his usual cocky smile plastered on his face.

"Bruce!" Your phone was tossed on the sofa along with your blanket as you ran towards him, the hug you too shared was warm and helped you with the cold weather of a typical November in Gotham.

"Do you still miss me?" He chuckled kissing your head and cheek, you let go of his comforting hug while your lips touched his, answering his question.

"Let's go out, and make up for our lost time. It's been hell without you." Bruce suggested, making you think for a little, "I'd have to change." You said looking at your fuzzy pajama, he nodded and got his suitcase so the both of you could get up the stairs into your shared bedroom.

"Which dress should I wear? The red one or the black one?" You asked Bruce, who was leaning against the doorframe, while you looked at the dress section of your closet. You could say being married to Bruce Wayne had its perks.

"The red one is nice. Although...you'd look better with nothing on." He said walking towards you and grabbing your hips while towering over you.

"Not tonight, let's have some sweet time together." You whispered, he nodded and kissed your temple.

"Where is Alfred? I haven't seen him yet." Bruce asked while looking at your clothes, "Oh right, I gave him a day or two off. He deserves it." You answered while changing clothes.

"You're making him soft, love. Just joking, I get it, he needs one, he's getting old." You slapped his shoulder due to his rude, but funny, comment about Alfred while he laughed his ass off.

"I'll just put on a bit of makeup and we can go." You explained while going to your vanity, he laughed, knowing that 'a bit of makeup' meant at least thirty minutes of it, and kept looking at your stuff.

-

The car ride was calm, with Bruce talking about the things he did on his trip while having his hand rest on your thigh, and the soft music playing on the car radio.

"We're here. I heard it's a nice restaurant." Bruce said while parking the car in front of the restaurant. After he had gotten out of the car and opened the door for you, like the gentleman he is, you guys walked in, the live music could be heard from outside the place along with your heels clicking while you walked.

"Good night, what's the name of the reservation, sir?" The host of, what seemed like a French and expensive restaurant said. "Oh, we don't have a reservation!" Bruce said sarcastically while his hand rested on your back.

"Shame, we only work on reservations. But, you can give me your name and we can make a reservation for another time." The host said bluntly.

Bruce smiled, "Bruce Wayne."

"Oh! Uhm, it seems like you are in luck, Mr. Wayne there is a free table right there." The host announced with shock in his voice.

That annoyingly good-looking smile of Bruce's never left, he loved flexing his fame and money, especially to you.

"Aren't we just lucky, sweetheart?" Bruce said looking at you while you tried to hold in your laughter.

Dinner was good, although the food was amazing, the portions were small, like five rigatoni and one tablespoon of sauce type of small. Yes, that was a French restaurant but who can't resist pasta? And why would they make such small portions?

"Did you have a nice dinner? Bruce asked while you guys got in the car.

"Sure. I loved the place." You answered. You didn't want to seem ungrateful, plus, the place was amazingly decorated so you technically weren't lying.

"Let's go somewhere else, the night is still young. " Bruce explained while chuckling at his statement.

"That's an old person phrase." You whispered looking at the window.

"What?! I'm not old! I'm in my 30s and, I think you would've noticed by now, I'm in amazing, great, splendid shape." Bruce defended while resting his hand on your thigh.

"How does Drive-thru work?" Bruce asked while looking forward.

"Wha--you brought us to McDonald's?!" Bruce nodded and looked at the menu.

"The food at the restaurant wasn't the best. What do you want?" Bruce asked, you told him your order and after a while, you two were eating hamburgers wearing fancy clothes in a dark parking lot.

"I didn't know Bruce Wayne ate like a mere mortal." You joked while eating your fries.

"What can I say, I'm full of surprises." Bruce laughed and took a bite of his burger.

"I'm glad you're back. My nights were starting to get boring." You announced, he looked at you and smiled.

"Let's change that later." He winked as you rolled your eyes, he sure didn't give up.

Even though many people thought of Bruce Wayne as a distant person, he was an amazing husband. The best one ever.

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[urfavslytherclawgirl]

Ticking Bomb

Pairing: Bruce Wayne x Fem!Reader

Word count: 3k

Warnings: A lot of angst, danger, swearing, mention of explosives, explosions, guns, more than one POV, very long imagine.

Summary: Being the one who put the Joker in jail made him never forget you, so when he escaped, he wanted revenge. But Bruce will always save you. No matter what.

Working as an attorney wasn't the nicest and easiest career you could choose to have, but you handled your way through it, and that made you damn good at what you did.

But being good at what you do means working until late at night while your boyfriend is waiting for you at his place so the two of you can have dinner together, and with that when you had the chance to leave, you almost ran out of the door.

You opened the door to the driver's seat of your car and put your purse on the seat next to you, everything was okay until your purse hit something, more like someone, making them laugh like a madman, for no reason.

Your wide eyes looked at the seat next to you, only to find it occupied by none other than the person who made you appear in the news, the one who made your career change completely, the one you helped but in jail, the Joker. He had a gun in his hands, aiming it centimeters from your temple.

"You should see your face, it's almost like you're scared of me...oh right, you are." He laughed and finally pressed the gun to your temple.

"W-what do you want?" Your voice was shaking in fear. You were thinking about how he got out of jail. It didn't appear on the news like it usually did, with them telling you to look out for the maniac and to be careful while on the streets, especially at night.

"Let's take a ride through Gotham, shall we?" You had no idea why he was doing this. Maybe he just chose someone randomly and decided that this person would be his victim of the night.

You nodded your head, making sure to not get him angry, you turned the car engine on and got out of the parking lot next to the building where you worked. "Where do I go?" You asked without thinking, maybe if you do exactly what he wants he might let you live.

"Let's go to...Chinatown, love it there." His plan was inconsistent, he had to think about where he was going. Originally you thought maybe he wanted to get help to go to a certain place but no, he just wants attention. That was the most accurate guess

As you were driving, the gun was still pressed to your temple and your phone rang inside your purse. "Oh, well look at that, let's see who it is." Joker got your phone from inside the purse and looked at the caller's ID.

"Your boyfriend. Answer it, and tell him you're staying 'till late at work, got it, or else, there is gonna be blood in this car, and it won't be mine." Shit, you forgot you were late for dinner. He pressed the 'answer' button and put it on speaker.

"Hey, sweetheart. Where are you? Are you on your way? Alfred misses you, and I do too." It was a little calming to hear your lover's voice, but you soon remembered you had to answer when the gun pressed harder.

"Hi, Bruce. Enduring work, as always. Look, I think I'm not gonna make it to dinner. Please tell Alfred I'm sorry, sorry to you too." Your words were slow, while you thought about the next one. He was Batman, after all, he'd notice your words started with certain letters, letters that spelled HELP. If he didn't, you'll find a way to save yourself. You hoped.

"Oh we--" The call was ended by Joker before Bruce could say anything else, he looked serious, shit, maybe he noticed, before he started laughing again, that stupid and ridiculous laugh of his.

-

The call was quick, too quick for Bruce's liking, his girlfriend had never been like that, hanging up in his face, talking slowly or shortly. On the contrary, when she got stuck at work, she'd spend at least twenty minutes talking to Bruce until one of her partners would call her and she'd have to hang up.

"Alfred, could you get a sheet of paper and a pen?" Bruce said while looking at the dinner table, the empty seat next to him, and then the window, "Certainly, Master Bruce," Alfred answered.

"Will she not be joining us today?" Alfred questioned while placing the paper and the pen on the table. Bruce knew exactly who he was talking about even though he didn't mention her name, there was no other "she", she was the only one.

With a few clicks on his phone, the audio of the call replayed, "Hi, Bruce. Enduring work, as always. Look, I think I'm not gonna make it to dinner. Please tell Alfred I'm sorry, sorry to you too.", Bruce copied that on the sheet of paper, he looked at it once, then twice. Nothing. It sounded weird, but visually and audibly nothing was wrong with it.

"I once read a book about a detective, where he used many tricks to understand a hidden message," Alfred was now looking at the piece of paper. "You can try, changing the order of letters. " Alfred suggested before going back into the kitchen.

How was he going to do that?

-

Chinatown was dark, with only a few people walking through it. "Never mind, let's go to the circus." He said after a twenty-minute drive, the gun wasn't at your temple this time, but at your lower ribs, so no one would see it.

"The only circus I know is out of Gotham." You reminded him, hoping you'd make him change his mind, it was much easier for him to kill you there, or on the highway, who knew?

"Shame." That was all he said, he looked out the window while the gun pressed harder, you took a deep breath and started turning around towards the highway.

After about fourteen minutes on the highway, Joker sighed and the gun pressed on your ribs was released, making your breathing a bit steadier. "Why are you doing this, if you want to kill me just do it already." You questioned him with a lot of conviction, you'd already accepted that fate, getting shot by the Joker.

"You put me in hell, so now I'll put you through on as well." He answered getting something from inside his pocket. Was he talking about you helping your boss with his case, making sure to get him a life sentence? If that was it, he put himself through that.

"I'll make you burn in hell, or get burned by it." As you looked at what was in his hands all the steadying your breathing had made got ruined. A small detonator was in his hands, meaning, there was a bomb somewhere.

"Let me explain my wonderfully made plan, there's a bomb in the car, right? But it won't explode if I press this button, no. It only activates the bomb, but it only explodes when you stop the car, and you will stop, willingly or not. Smart right?" That was it. You were dead already, so maybe you could get on his nerves for the last time.

"But you'll explode with me?" Your eyes were fixed on the road ahead of you, and the laughs started again.

"No, I won't. See you in hell." He pressed the button, unlocked the doors, and jumped out of the car, his laugh could still be heard, and the tears started flowing from your eyes.

That was it.

Maybe, if you hadn't been so hurried about getting to dinner he would've left the car, get bored and all. Or maybe, you shouldn't have denied when you told Bruce he didn't have to pick you up earlier that day.

All those 'What if' scenarios were ruined by your phone buzzing, Bruce.

You picked up, never letting go of the steering wheel.

"B-bruce, please you have to help me!" The sound of what seemed like a motorcycle accelerating could be heard from the other side of the phone call.

"Stop the car and tell me where you are, or else I'll never reach you!" Bruce said, the tears started again.

"I can't. There's a bomb, in the car--" You tried to explain before you were cut off by Bruce. "If you stop it explodes." You hummed in response and kept driving.

You looked at the fuel gauge just to notice it was low, really low. That's why the Joker wanted you to go to many places, so you could waste gasoline and get screwed right now. He truly was a psycho, a fucking good one.

"Are you close to the beach we went to last month? If you are, go there. Trust me, baby." Bruce said before the call ended due to bad connection.

If you made a few turns you could get to a beach Bruce mentioned. The memories of it made you smile through tears. It was one of your many dates of the month and one of the most romantic one.

Your gasoline was near the end when you thankfully made it there, suddenly, the motorcycle appeared with Bruce, or better saying, Batman, in there, while he looked at you with concern in his eyes.

"Look, I want you to drive towards the water okay?!" He shouted due to the loud sound of his motorcycle and your car going fast, you nodded and did that.

"Take your seatbelt off, and step hard on the accelerator!" The dark sky made things harder, but you managed to do what he said.

Bruce got closer to you and opened the door, making you gasp, he looked at you with the 'trust me' eyes and you nodded.

"Jump!" After that, everything was pitch black, your body hit the sand hard, and seconds later you heard an explosion and sounds of water splashing.

As you opened your eyes, strong arms wrapped around you, kissing your head.

"I've got you, baby. I've got you." He'd mumble in your ear.

"It was out of a sudden, I got in the car and Joker was there and... never mind I'll tell you later. Thank you, baby. I love you so so much, I'm so sorry." Your shaking voice said while holding him tighter.

"Don't ever apologize, I promise you I'll get him and lock him up in hell if I have to. Let's go home, come on. I'll make you a warm bath and heat Alfred's food." You hugged his torso and he hugged you back.

"I'll always protect you. I swear it."

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