Yandere DC Bat Family X Omega Male

Chapter 9

(Sorry for the wait!)

*Warnings! Slight yandere! SO mentions of  thoughts of killing!!*

Waking up has always been hard ever since I came to Wayne manor. The beds are so soft. Although I've never been on another bed. Or had one. But anyways the beds are perfect. I love them. Almost as much as Mr. Alfred's cooking. Bundled up with multiple blankets, layered over in warmth and softness I squirmed underneath trying and failing to get up.

The oh so familiar knock on the door rang through the room. But I made no move to get up as I kept my eyes shut and my body lax against the comforter. The smallest creek of the hinges sounded in the room as steady but soft steps came near.

"Youngest master, It's time to get up." A hand had rested on me, through the many layers of blanket.

Making a quick 'Harumph' And snuggling into the warmth while i could, I heard Mr. Alfred chuckle lightly. Passing me he walked away to the windows and I heard the cry of the curtains and the rod screech against each other. Light warmed my skin and turned my darkness to a vibrate but mellowed red. With a whine I blinked them open. Blinding light hit me as i reluctantly moved, losing the warmth with a small whine I shuffled out of my soft bed.

Looking around the room I found Mr. Alfred standing at the end of my bed with a small smile in place. Waiting on me patiently, I slowly rose up against my sleepiness that weighed me down. I discarded the blankets finally and moved to hop off the bed. Stumbling to Mr. Alfred with my white nightshirt a mess and my hand rubbing the sleep from my eyes.

" Are you ready to spend the day with Master Bruce?" He asked me softly, hand guiding me to the bathroom. 

I nodded excitedly as I got ready to the thought of spending the day with my dad. 

Filing through the dubious amount of paperwork I sighed as my head seemed to lightly thump against my skull. The pain was beyond tolerable, just annoying with the many forms that needed to get done, sighed, approved or denied. Leaning back in the large black leather desk chair with a creek, I stare to the ceiling. Light seeped into the room barely, dancing across the smooth plaster that was deep into the shadows.

My thoughts drifted to the night before. To what the pack discussed and how we were all to move forward. And suddenly darling filled my head. Fluffy dark hair with contrasting fair soft skin. Cute lips that are nibbled on when he's nervous. Long lashes that frame innocent eyes. And a sweet scent that filled my chest. So small yet so perfect. A perfect omega. My omega. Our omega. Mate with omega-

Looking down, I'm met with the same paperwork. I set myself to work on the task as I hear a familiar knock coming from the double doors. Without a glance and continuing I reply to Alfred.

"Come in."

The door opens as two pairs of footsteps enter. One familiar and the other light yet loud in comparison. Omega.Omega. Omega. Omega- I glanced out the corner of my eye only to be met with Darling dressed in another oversized sweater, only this time it was a faint pastel pink. He kept his gaze down to the soft white ruffled socks he wore as he fiddled his hands and bit his lip. His cheeks were the same color as sweater and his bangs covered his eyes. Finally taking a breath, I smelled his sweet sugary and warm scent and the embarrassment that came through it. Adorable. I watched intently as the blush spread to his slender neck. So cute.