𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏

𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧

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𝐘𝐎𝐔 couldn't help the laugh that escaped your lips as you looked at Bruce's very agitated expression. If he was in a cartoon his face would be completely red and steam would he blowing out of his ears and nose.

Bruce grumbled a series of cursed as he got up and walked to the door, swinging it open.

Only to be met with Clark sitting on the floor playing with your dog, Jasper. The sight alone had you dying of laughter, you just knew Bruce was fucking fuming.

Although he strangely held a calm face as he looked down at Clark. It made you stop laughing and look at him a bit confused, you were fully expecting Bruce to say the most hurtful things to the stoned Clark. But they never came, he just stood there staring down at Clark almost blankly.

Eh, I guess he learned how to control his anger. That's goo-

"Clark I an calling your wife and you are going home."

I guess not.

❛︎ T I M E S K I P ❜︎

"Bruce you are wrong for doing that." You sternly stated as you combed your fingers through his hair smoothly, he had his head stuffed between your thighs while you were playing with his hair. He paused his continuous kisses that he placed to the inside of his thighs and huffed, "I grew tired of taking care of Clark as if he was a child. The only child or children I will care for are the ones that will come out of you."

He mumbled, shifting his gaze from the marks on your thighs up to meet your gaze. And that's where he was met with the sight of your reddened cheeks and stunned expression. He chuckled at your facial expression, "Someone is flustered~"

He teased, quietly laughing to himself.

He loves the affect he has on you, whether it's happiness or embarrassment. Or any other emotion he could make you feel, because it makes him feel powerful.

Even though it probably shouldn't. He feels as though the more you rely and have feelings for him, the closer he gets to your chained up heart. But only he truly knows why your heart is so chained and in bondage. It's because of that damn clown Joker, he hurt you far more than he hurt Harleen or any other woman he has ever been with.

Just the thought of what Joker did to you had Bruce's blood boiling in a pit of nothing but rage induced lava.

You noticed how deep in thought Bruce was and leaned down, kissing his forehead. "Bruce, hun, what's wrong? You've been staring at me for a while now." Bruce's gaze seemed to soften as he actually looked at you. "Nothing is wrong, I was just thinking about.. something. Nothing important though."

Bruce exclaimed as he mindlessly traced hearts on your exposed thighs. The only thing you were wearing was some black biker shorts and one of Bruce's shirts, it was big yeah, but it was comfortable and smelled like him. "Whatever you say. Anyways, while I have your attention, I wanna go back to work. It gets boring here a lot."

That certainly caught Bruce's attention, however, not the attention you would have expected/wanted.

"What? No. Y/n do you know how many perverts are there? Some people will kill just to get ahold of you. Especially after so many people saw me leave that club with you. And need I remind you about Jo-" "Don't. Don't even say his name. Plus this isn't your choice to make. I want to go back, and I will go back. Whether you like it or not Bruce." You grumbled, looking away from Bruce's judgmental gaze.

Bruce couldn't do nothing but huff in defeat, he knew there was no changing your mind. You already seemed annoyed with him for trying to stop you to begin with, so it's best he just steps aside. "Fine. But keep your phone on you at all times please, I don't want anything happeni-"

Once again, you cut him off. "Whatever you say you dork."

Laughing at your own joke, you continued to comb your fingers through Bruce's hair. He never said anything about you touching his hair so you assumed he didn't care or mind. Bruce's fingers traced up your thighs, leaving goosebumps in their wake. Despite him barely touching you.

"Also, Bruce I probably wouldn't be as bored as I am sometimes if I actually had something to watch. You have like zero tv's anywhere in this house!" Bruce chuckled at your childishness, "Y/n we have a theater room for a reason. Plus, I don't watch tv so I am barely in the theater room anymore. If you want to watch a movie or something I could take you there." You quickly nodded and scrambled to get up, "Yes please! Hurry up, get up, and let's go!"

"Okay okay, wait" Bruce playfully commented as he got up, he knew how you would react. But it went better than he expected, he just needed to get you distracted enough so you would forget about wanting to go to work all together. He is Bruce Wayne after all, he can make anything happen with just a little bit of his money. It can't get any simpler than that.

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This place is so big! You internally screamed, gushing at the large movie theater. The whole place was the normal theater room, just without annoying people and messy floors. My own movie theater.. the thought of you binge watching all of your favorite shows and movies in the room began filling your head. Never in your life have you been so damn glad to have a billionaire as a lover.

Bruce walked up behind you and wrapped his arms around your waist, he laid his head on top of yours and huffed.

"Why can't we be like this forever?.. just us 2 alone with no one to ever bother us or tempt us away from one another. It would be heaven to finally be alone with you away from any other human being, we'd finally have our peace together.. wouldn't you like that Y/n? Just the two of us alone?" He mumbled, bringing you even closer to him as if you'd die if he loosened his grip even the slightest. That's what scared him.. you leaving him. Call it abandonment issues if you must,

Just know he's never going to willingly let you go.

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