✨Various x Reader One-Shots✨

𝚂𝚝𝚊𝚢 𝚀𝚞𝚒𝚎𝚝 | 𝚂𝚞𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚋𝚘𝚢 | 𝙳𝙲𝙰𝚄

C/N = Criminal name
F/N = Fathers name

Y/n and Conner had both realized that they had an everlasting crush on each other. Both are equally as oblivious of course. So when Conner had been struck into the ground by a Para-demon evolution, you dragged him back to your room at Wayne Manor.

Bruce had taken you in years ago, with a sponsorship at your boarding school. When he found out the abuse you had been going through, he took you back to the Manor and made spring break come early this year.

You don't talk much with the other residents, as you are out most of the time. They just think you're introverted, you guessed. Once you had ported Conner into your new room, which had been bigger than your dad's entire house, you began to nurse him.

Which didn't take much due to his healing abilities. But the cat was out of the bag, he knew who you were now. No shadow form to hide behind like usual, No little horns. Which brought you to now, him sitting up in your bed, beginning to talk.

"Where are.. we?" He asks, "Wayne manor. You're probably familiar with it." You say, looking down. "You- live with BATMAN?!" He says, with shock and excitement. "Yep." You say, "Wait- who- knows?" He asks.

You keep your hard gaze in your shoes. "Just you." He frowns, "You- know I'm not disappointed right?" He speaks.

"Yeah, sorry." You say awkwardly, not wanting to make it awkward. He gets up and walks up to you, "Just sit down- you were there when you were flung into a spike right?" You say, not looking at him.

You stand up to object again when he doesn't, only for you to be inches apart now. You slightly flinch, Conner lightly grabs the sides of your neck and now cupping your face. "Hey, I'm serious. I still feel the same." He says, you still don't make eye contact. "Look at me." He adds.

You finally do so, a bit shakily. "What's going on?" "It's.. just me." You sigh, a bit too noticeably. "It's weird." You just say, leaning into his chest to hide your face. He laughs a bit and puts his arms around you, "why?" You just shrug.

"What's your name?" Conner asks, looking around your room as you still lean on him. "Y/n." You simply say. "Is Bruce- your dad or..?" He asks. "Well- no- I just.. live here I think." You explain. Conner, knowing all his previous son's pasts, begins to question yours. "Where are your parents?" You almost sigh. "Busy." You say.

"C/n. I know what the requirements are for the bats." The clone sternly speaks. "My dad's in Arkham, my mom's in another castle." You say lightly. "Don't worry, he didn't kill anyone." You add. "Is that why-" he begins, "No!" You quickly say, stepping back to emphasize the answer. "Sorry, I- never really asked.. Why did you start?" He asks.

"Okay, why are we doing this right now? You're literally still bleeding out. Lay down, big boy." You say. "Whattt I just woke upp" Conner complains. "Come on, At least let me explore!" He begs. "Justtt lay downnn" you say, lightly pushing the clone to the bed.

He laughs before his eyes are laid on the bed stand. Pill bottles. Conner stopped in his tracks, "what's that?" He asks. "Abed, you should use it." You say, moving in front to block them. He slightly frowns before moving past you.

He picks up the bottle only to see many behind it. They were too empty. "Y/n, you refilled these a week ago. How.. many are you taking?" He asks, now turning around.

You cringe, "I know this looks sus, but-" you begin, "These- are really dangerous-" he gets cut off by reading the label. "You're.. taking antidepressants?" He says, slowly.

"Don't take it seriously okay? It's no biggie-" "What do you mean 'no big deal This is a HUGE deal! How HAVENT I noticed you've- been struggling- fuck! I should've known- Does He know you're overdosing?!"

Conner freaks, "Calm down, it's fine- but you can't tell him okay?" You say, trying to calm him by lightly grabbing his arms. "Y/n- no- you can't just! God! This- fuck! I'm sorry." He says, his brain scrambled from the news still.

He sighs, catching his breath and cups your face again, his thumb caressing your cheek. Your eye bags are apparent.

"You need to sleep." He said, before looking over to the bed. "We don't have time for this, Alfred doesn't know you're here, no one can know- please just forget this." You slightly beg. "Why don't you want him to know?" Conner asks,

"Why would I?! Oh, yeah sorry forgot to tell you I'm a demonic shadow villain who practically lives with Harley Quinn?!" You say. "You're not a villain- you're just- still figuring yourself out- right?" Conner defends.

"yeah, sure.." You say lowly, His eyebrow arches. "Why did you- start doing crimes?" Conner asks. You tapped your finger on your side looking around the room avoidably. "Y/n..?" He adds, walking closer. "Ugh, I dunno..." you groan.

He just steps closer again, so you speak up. "My dad was sent to Arkham for drug smuggling and-other things but basically i found it was connected to two faces. So.. I kinda just like- ya'know... like- Okay I just took out his south Gotham terrace." You summarize.

"Totally made me really pity the man- or men. His nightmares are insane!" You add.

"How'd you know it was him?" Conner asks. "His drugs are wayyyy more intense," you respond. "Probably could give you a good hit.." you example. "Really?" Conner asks surprised. "Yeah but- don't get any ideas there.. really addictive, no joke." You say a bit ashamed.

He tilts his head in curiosity for a second, so you change the subject before he speaks up again and steps closer. "Y/n... I- really want you to talk to me." He confirms. You slightly shake under his shadow.

"Look.. Everyone's a bit sad. Alfred helped me get on pills- and I know he didn't want me to use them like this but- it helps me- helps me make it through the day!" You explain, looking up.

"Is.. it really getting that hard..?" Conner asks, his hand beginning to move closer to you. You step back a bit and lose the slight eye contact.

"No- you just- it just helps me-" you begin, "wouldn't telling others help you?!" He says, stepping closer again as you take a step back. "I don't want your pity!" You finally say, stepping up and making eye contact.

He might've been able to tell that tears were rising in your eyes, but he said "I love you." Your eyes widened as you shook your head a bit and looked to the floor in a flustered shock.

"What?" You say lightly. "You- just saw the carving and- are trying to stop me from-" you spit out. "What carving?" Conner asks.

You knew he didn't know. The way his shadow tilted with him. He loved you. Your eyes widened again, "but it's not the way- not the way I want you to." You say awkwardly, rubbing your arms side.

You hoped this would scare him away. But- it was the truth. Conner smiles a bit before finally stepping closer to kiss you.

His hands make their way around your waist, and yours after a second of shock begin to rest on his.

After breaking he looks at you, making your blush increase intensely. He moves his hands to your face and starts to kiss your cheek and nose. You giggle, muttering for him to stop happily.

When he finally does, he throws you onto the bed, catching you again before you hit. "I think I'm tired now." He says, kissing your neck. You slightly giggle again and say "Finally." He smiles again and pulls you closer, snuggling into your neck.

"Conner, I-can't sleep.." you say, "I mean- if I sleep- I have nightmares- like the ones I give out-, and if I sleep next to you- it might happen to you too." You explain.

"If you handle it every night- I can handle it today. And Tomorrow. And every day after that. Besides, it's worth holding you." Conner says sweetly. "And don't worry, I won't let anything or anyone hurt you. Ever." He says, snuggling closer to you. "Okay." You say flustered, but safe.

"I love you too."