Lost in Revenge [DC Wonder Woman x M!Reader]

Chapter 6: The Power to Move on and Forgive

- Diana's POV -

I massage my hands and wrists after a long night of fighting crime on the streets of Gotham. Bruce wanted me to help fight some crime since he saw an increase of them recently due to Ruin as he calls him or Y/n I'd like to call him.

While taking my break, I noticed that the night was coming to an end and the sun was beginning to rise, giving the city a wonderful sunrise. This gives me a smile knowing that I can go up to the watchtower and see Y/n. It's been a few days since I last saw him, regrettably more than I liked, but due to the increase of crime I had more on my plate since it is sort of my job. 

Before I started my route, Bruce said that afterwards I can just watch Y/n for a few days to keep him company as I was the only one who he seemed comfortable with. Since he wasn't wrong, I agree with what he said and decided to take my break in the tower with Y/n.

Also thanks to some convincing, I was able to get Y/n some professional therapy where Bruce was somehow able to get one in the tower... and have him swore secrecy about the current situation... to help speed up the process of recovery. Don't ask about the details on how Bruce was able to convince a therapist into the tower, just know it happened.

I teleported myself into the Watchtower and quickly step off the teleportation pad. I glance around the room before taking my short walk towards Y/n's cell. On the way there, I stopped at the kitchen and grabbed us some breakfast.

Once I arrived at his cell, I saw through the glass that he was awake and was watching something on his laptop. I knocked on the glass wall and his head shoots up to look at the direction where the sound came from. He wasn't able to see me due to the glass being a one-way mirror. Bruce wanted to make sure that Y/n can't see us for some odd reason but I just assume its just him being paranoid like always. With the one-way mirror, it came with a dial next to the door to control if its on or off.

I wrap my hand around the dial, allowing Y/n to see me through it. Now fully visible to him, he waves at me which I try and wave back with the food in my hand. I tilt my head a bit asking if I could come in. He gives me a thumbs up while getting up from his bed. I open the door and walk into the room before shutting it closed again.

Me: "Hey Y/n. How's it been these past couple weeks?"

We sat down across from each other at the table that was in the cell and I place the tray of food in front of me.

Y/n: "I've been doing better. The therapist has helped me a bunch and I feel a lot more comfortable with myself... though I won't lie, it's been getting lonely since you're practically the only one the visits and talks with me. Sure the therapist talks to me but its just to help cope with everything. Not exactly enjoyable."

Me: "Well if it makes you feel any better, I'll be here for the next few days since I just finished doing a little cleanup around Gotham." His stomach growls and I giggle before sliding the tray of food across the table to him. "Sorry, kind of forgot to give you your breakfast."

Y/n: "Thank you and it's not a problem."

He starts chowing down on the food as I lean on one hand as I slowly eat mine while watching his.

Once we finished, Y/n leans back in his chair full and I lean back, crossing my legs. We sat there in silence as post-food coma starts washing over us. I yawn a little bit and took a glance at Y/n who was now looking at me with a slight grin across his face. Looking at him, my face heats up a little.

Me: "What are you looking at with that grin of yours?"

Y/n: "I'm looking at you of course. Ever since I was put in here for my 'own good', I've always enjoyed your company and have always looked forward to them. My time in here has given me so much time to think..."