Batman imagines (Bruce Wayne x reader)

from the fire

the bomb was pretty destructive. A loud ringing was sounding in Batman's ears as he stumbled to get up. He soon realised he had no idea where you were. He started to call out your name, until a light coughing was heard through the thick Smokey air. He ran towards the faint clue of a sound and found himself standing over your limp body.

He panicked but didn't show it, hoisting you up into his arms as he held you tight. He checked for a pulse, and luckily he found one. Your hands were lightly burned and you had a bleeding nose.

He suspected the blow had given you slight head trauma, he didn't want to admit it, but he was worried about you. He looked down at you. He'd never really stopped to admire how pretty you were, and as he started to he realised this wasn't the time or place.

For him there wasn't a time or place ever.

You stirred and he looked down, hopefully. You said nothing but grasped the Batman's neck tighter. You felt safe. As safe as possible in this situation, anyway.
You drifted away again as he ascended through the flames with you tight in his hold.

He had no where to go with you. You wouldn't need hospitalisation, but you certainly needed at-least somewhere to rest. He knew what he had to do.

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Wayne tower the next day

you woke up as unfamiliar surroundings swirled into your vision. Where were you? You got up on your elbows and realised it hurt. Bad. you immediately let yourself go back down to rest your head on the pillow, and managed to get a good view of the place whilst doing so.

You couldn't lie, it was beautiful. Arched ceilings and medieval carvings and wooden beams that looked not over a day old. Everything was so old but new.
You looked to the bedside table. A picture of the Wayne's was framed and set upright on the surface.

"Oh shit.." you knew exactly where you were. Wayne tower. How did you get here??? Then, something hit you again. Bruce Wayne lives here. You tried to sit up again but no luck.

Enough. You told yourself, suck it up and get out.
You yelped as you pulled yourself out of the very comfortable bed. You were wearing only your bra and some very baggy trousers. What the hell happened?!

You stumbled to the door and opened it wide. You peered out to check if there was anyone lurking. quietly tiptoeing over to a distanced stairwell.

"Where are you going." A gloomy, dark voice rung out. You jumped and jerked backwards, looking for where it came from.

Then, from out of the shadows came Bruce fucking Wayne. You were confused as to why you'd be at his place, in a bed all snuggled up. What the fuck is happening right now.

"I'd hoped you'd wake up, although some part of me didn't. I didn't want to bring you here, I'm putting you at risk. But then again, you may have been dead if I didn't do what I did."

"I'm sorry- what?"

"What's the last thing you remember?"

"I remember a car chase....we defeated penguin. His car was flipped. Then everything went black."

"He dropped some extra explosives he had on hand. His cars full of them."

"How do you know what happened? It was just me and......" you stopped. You're in Bruce Wayne's house. Batman is no where to be found.

"I gotta say, I'm surprised."

"Most are. Or would be. I haven't told ANYONE. Which is why this is so risky."

You walked closer to him.
He was shirtless, he had black eyeliner smudged down his face and he looked tired. His shallow face even more sunken behind the mask. He was beautiful though. His sharp jawline, his muscles and the way his eyes looked as deep as the ocean.

"Thank you. For saving me."

He leaned in closer to my face. We were inches away from each other when he shoved his lips onto mine, then gently retracted from the kiss, still staring right through me like a ghost. His eyes lingered on me for a while until he spoke calmly.

"You're welcome." And without saying another word, he strode past me and through the door to my bedroom.

"What you want to sleep with me or something?"

"This is my bedroom. It's the most comfortable place I could put you."

I stood there in shock as he got into bed.

"Are you not coming?"

You didn't want to say yes. But god You did not want to say no, either. You stood frozen for only a few moments, before making your way to the bed. You slid under the silk sheets and faced as far away from Bruce as you could. That was until he wrapped his arm around you and pulled you closer to him. You could feel his bare hot skin on yours, as he kissed the back of your head. This was a different side of Batman you had seen. He was never affectionate or caring. He was cold, he was vengeance.

But you liked this Batman. Or, this Bruce.

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Wayne tower the next day

You woke up, startled once again to find new surroundings. The new surroundings being Bruce Wayne of course. He was almost on-top of you, taking a look at your head.

"Jesus you scared me."

"I scare most."

"I know that for sure."

He was halfway sitting on me now. This gave me a good chance to look at him in daylight up close. I wasn't wrong last night, he is beautiful. But right then, just at that moment, an older looking man came in.

"Breakfast, mr Wayne?"

"Hold on Alfred. We'll be down soon."

"We? Is the girl awake?"

"Yup. Am I'm fixing her wounds right now so could you please leave?"

"Of course, master Wayne."

There was a moment of silence until it was broken by a huge sigh.

"You're all good. Just tired and you probably have a bit of a migraine."

"A bit? My head is pounding."

"Yea okay. Sorry. Alfred's making breakfast. It would be good for you to eat."

"Okay. I'll get changed. Could you maybe go into the bathroom or something?"

He smirked. "Sure thing."

About halfway through changing, Bruce walked In talking about breakfast or something. As soon as he saw my half naked body he backtracked. He stood, staring for maybe 5 minutes.

"Bruce this is getting borderline scary now."

"Yea right sorry I just don't see that often."

"What?"

"Nothing, nothing."

You shrugged it off. Smiling for no reason.