𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏

𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐲

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"𝐁𝐑𝐔𝐂𝐄 you know we could technically consider this our second date right?" You said, without looking up. You were scrolling through Pinterest on your phone and to be honest, you were really only scrolling through it for the cute aesthetics and cute outfits that pop up every now and then.

Bruce hummed in acknowledgment from inside the glass shower, he was busy washing his hair. "And you never told me how long we are going to stay at this cabin, place.. thingy.. anyways, um.. yeah?.." He chuckled at your embarrassing comment, causing you to look up from your phone.

Unfortunately, from how hot the water is that he's using, the glass is fogging up by the steam and covering his.. manhood. The heat is even leaking out into the bathroom. If you weren't already wet from your previous bath, you would have been sure you were sweating. "Bruce how the hell do you take such hot showers without it even having an affect on you? It's honestly not very healthy. I think it's even dangerous." "Sweetheart I'm fine. I have been trained to endure this easy type of tortur- ahem, I am just used to this."

"You were trained?.. why were you trained?.." you questioned, furrowing your eyebrows in confusion. Concern flashed across your face as you stared at him. But he wouldn't look at you. "Leave it alone Y/n." And like the good girl you are, you obeyed. If his tone alone is enough to shut you up, I wonder what the hell his dick would do to you. God damn..

Anyways, you looked back down at your phone and noticed a cute hairstyle that would like very good on Bruce. It would be his normal hairstyle but with some of it dyed. "Baby, you ever thought about dying your hair?" As you spoke, Bruce stepped out of the shower and grabbed the nearest towel. He wrapped it around his waist and walked over to you, "No. But I'm sure it would look hot on me like everything does. Anyways, hurry and get dressed so we don't miss our plane."

"But aren't we riding in a jet?"

"You're missing the point Y/n. Just hurry up, please."

❛︎ T I M E S K I P ❜︎

Bruce stared at you with narrowed eyes as you tossed two bags of (favorite chips) into the cart, he honestly didn't know why the hell you are so keen on shopping for foods and snacks when maids could just do it, but who is he to question your weird ways? He's nothing but your lover. "Y/n you do know there will be food on the plane right?" "Yes I do Bruce, but do you think my favorite snacks will be on there? What if their not and I won't be able to eat anything good?" You whined, making puppy-eyes at the smirking male.

Begging for simple snacks.. how cute~

"Sweetheart- you know what? Do as you please. What you don't eat on the jet, you can eat at the cabin. Now, is there anything else my princess needs?" You rolled your eyes at his words and began walking further down the isle, grabbing a box of (favorite cookies) in the process. "Actually, yes. I need painkillers. Waking up in the middle of the night due to cramps with no painkillers or chocolate is pure hell.." Bruce snaked his arm around your waist and pulled you into his chest, narrowing his eyes down at your figure.

Don't you fucking say it-

"If you ever want those pesky cramps to go away, I know exactly how to get rid of them. All I gotta do is cum-" "Bruce! Their is a child near us!"

You whisper-yelled, keeping your hand over Bruce's mouth as he stared at you with furrowed eyebrows. Tilting your head towards the direction of the child that's staring at you and Bruce, his eyes followed the direction and there in all of its glory.

A young child is clutching a mickey mouse plushy as it stares up at you and Bruce with large doe eyes, god does the child look confused..

(DAWG I DONT KNOW WHY I REFERRED TO THE KID AS 'IT' 💀)

Bruce pulled your hand away from his mouth and he turned towards the small child who only continued to stare at him in a weird way. "Hello young one, where's your daddy?"

And then it painfully dawned on you, Bruce is terrible with children. He looks almost scare of the kid. Motherfucker looks like he's about to cry just from speaking to the child.

Suddenly however, the child spoke. "Dead. He's dead. Wanna go meet him?" Never in your life has your heart dropped to your ass as fast as it did in that moment. And by the way Bruce completely froze, he was even more scared than you. He immediately straightened his posture and he turned towards you, "Nope. We're leavening. Let's go." He basically commanded, already pushing the shopping cart forward.

Oh how bad you wanted to laugh at his fears, but you didn't. You have got to be the bigger person at that moment.

You grabbed his arm and stopped him from leaving the poor child. "Bruce no. This child is probably lost. Now what if that was our child-" "Y/n, that damn thing isn't a kid. It's a lil demon, what child says something like that? It's not normal baby I'm telling you. Let's just walk away before it starts speaking another language and cursing us, okay?"

"No-" "Also, our kid wouldn't be saying such things." While you and Bruce were arguing about whether or not the two of you should help the child, the child made its self known by tugging at Bruce's pants leg. "Mickey says you are ob-she-sive.. mister what is that?" Bruce looked at you the back at the kid that was still holding on to his pants leg with widened eyes, "Kid how the hell do you know about such-"

"Oh my lord Felicia! There you are!"

A woman came speed-walking towards 'Felicia' and scooped her up into her arms, the woman soon looked at you and Bruce and gave an apologetic smile. "Sorry about her- oh! You're Bruce Wayne, no wonder why she wandered off. She loves everything about you!" The woman cheerfully told Bruce as her grin somehow widened from ear to ear.

While the woman looks happy as can be, Bruce looks uncomfortable as hell, "She does?.. isn't she a bit too young? And she said something about her father being dead.. that's a bit concerning seeing as she's you-"

"Felicia I have told you to stop saying that! He's just not here with us at the moment, he left awhile back."

You leaned over and whispered into Bruce's ear, trying to hold back a bit of a laugh from how confused he is.

"Bruce, sweetie, she's a stripper."

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