Batman imagines (Bruce Wayne x reader)

attack

You knocked on Bruce's door, eager to actually see him. He had been distant for a few days, work reasons.

But when you knocked, there was no answer. Knocking again, and again, the door echoed only silence.

"Bruce?" Nothing. So you did what you shouldn't of done - you opened the door. But he was nowhere.

odd. You closed the door, slightly slamming it as you were admittedly mad at Bruce for not being home on time again.

And suddenly, a large bang sounded from the Luther side of the manor. You stood, frozen still.

What the hell was that?

You grabbed a baseball bat from Bruce's room, one he had had since he was smaller.

You carefully made your way towards the noise, before hearing another and deciding to just sprint towards it. What if it was Bruce, in danger again?

But that thought was interrupted by a large black figure appearing in-front of you and, bumping into it, you fell over. You looked up to see what it was, and you sighed with relief as it was just Bruce.

"Bruce!" You threw your arms around him, and he did the same to you. The moment didn't last, as Bruce hurriedly grabbed your hand and dragged you with him to a nearby closet. You both got in, and he shut the door behind you.

He yanked off his suit helmet as You spoke.
"What the hell happened?"

"People. In the manor."

He stopped talking when footsteps were heard at the other side of the hall. He slowly placed his gloved hand over my mouth, and one on my waist, stroking it gently. I placed my hand atop his, just holding his wrist gently.

You listened to them pass, and Bruce leaned down to whisper in your ear.
"You'll be okay. Just stay behind me."

he slowly opened the door, and had obviously underestimated how far these people had gotten. They were merely down the hall, causing them to whip around and bolt towards us. Bruce stood his ground, and as did you- following his instructions carefully.

Remembering what still rested in your right hand- the bat you had collected earlier- you stepped back from behind Bruce.

"What are you doing?" He looked worried, but stood and watched you draw the bat outwards.

One of the men came running at Bruce, the other at you. One swing and he was on the floor, and just like that he was back up again. he took another swing to the hip and only stumbled back a bit.

You turned to Bruce for a split second, and he hit you right in the nose. You could feel blood trickling down your chin from the blow, but you couldn't stop.

You swung for the last time and hit him right on the ear, knocking him out. Bruce's guy was on top of him, on the floor. Another swing and he bit the dust.

Bruce looked up at your bloody, tired face, and grinned.

"Holy shit."

"Yeah. Holy shit," you said as you lent your hand to help him up. He was in awe of your new founded skills.

You both turned to look at the men on the floor, with hands on your hips.

"Good teamwork." You nodded and high fived.

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yay !!! I finally posted. Thx for being patient w me, I've been on holiday and then my phone broke, just a lot of stupid stuff happened from keeping me posting. I'm hoping to be more frequent but I can't really promise that, I honestly just write when I have motivation to.

Also thank u so much for the nice comments !! I love them so much. I'm not able to respond to them rn bc my email needs to update or whatever but just letting you know I do see them.

and again, if u have any requests PLZ comment bc I am running out of ideas, I can't believe I've gotten more than 20 parts out of this book.

Luv ya <3