DC Comics One Shots 2 || (COMPLETED/NEW REQUESTS WILL BE IGNORED)

Bruce Wayne x reader

You're the youngest

Y/n's pov

       "Dad?" I softly called out after my recent attack, someone came in with a candle, "Ms. Y/n, you called?" Alfred asked softly, I smiled and sat up, "not for you, but as always, thank you," I said, Alfred handed me a cup of water, "I had a feeling you'll enjoy a cup," said Alfred, I took it and drank the water, "has the pain stopped?" "no, Alfred," I said "shall I tell Master Bruce?" "he won't care, Al, it's best we keep it a secret," I said, Alfred nodded and began to leave, "Alfred, do you think Dad cares about me?" I asked, making him stop, he then gently wrapped his arm around me, "he does, young miss, he just shows it differently than most men," Alfred replied "thanks, Al," I said gently resting my head against his shoulder, Alfred smiled and left.
       I got out of bed and prepared myself for a new day, out of my drawer, I pulled out a box and opened it. Inside are about 50 photos and at least 10 of them have Dad and me together.
       I grabbed my bag and headed out with my guitar on my back. I waved bye to Alfred and began another day of school, I'm going to die of boredom if I hear another lecture about cells from Mr. Williams(he's my 7th grade science teacher and I hated him) sure enough, my wish has been jinxed, after hearing him ramble about cells and that sort of shit.
       School ended pretty fast though, I headed to a local cafe and ate there, I didn't want to burden Alfred more. After eating, I headed to an abandoned studio, I climbed up the fire escape and sat down on the edge, 'Gotham sure is pretty,' I thought 'especially at this time of night,' I thought, I pulled out my guitar and played a song that I wrote on my own.

Srry, no music, just something that I wrote on my own

Trust, trust is all I need

I know you're scared

Just let go

Letting go is hard

Especially for a father to let go of a daughter

All I'm asking for is trust

Support

And love

You're never here

The last we've seen each other was so long ago

Where did you go?

You were in my childhood but now, you're never there

Where did you go?

Did I do something wrong?

Tell me what I did wrong and I'll fix it

Where did my father go?

Am I a ghost to him?

3rd person view

       While Y/n sang, someone grew curious about that lovely voice, "Johnny good boy! look for that lovely voice right now!" Joker said, Scarecrow sighed and got up with his sack on. He then started looking for that sweet, melodic voice.

Back To Y/n

Did I do something wrong?

What did I do?

All I want is you back by my side

Please, come back

I need you, I need your support

Do you not trust me? am I not worth it to you?

You trust and support my brothers, but why won't you do the same to me?

Am I ghost to you? or do I mean nothing at all?

You just wanted to have sons didn't you? you never wanted a daughter like me

That's why you prefer my brothers over me

I try so hard to get the same results but they only made things worse

Please....... just give me the same love, the same trust, and the same support

       I finished softly, I heard clapping making me jump, I scrambled to my feet to see a man wearing a really horrible sack over his head.  
       "Well sang," he said "t-thank you, s-sir," I said "no need to be formal, my dear," he said "call me-," he began "Scarecrow," I hit him with my guitar and dove down the fire escape with my backpack.
       Scarecrow quickly caught up with me, he shoved me up against the wall and asked "tell me, what are your worst fears?" another figure knocked him down.
       Once Scarecrow was knocked out, I felt an attack consuming me, "oh God no," I gasped out, my chest tightened, my breathing became harsh and uneven. 
       I desperately clawed at my backpack but my savior got it before I did, "what do you need?" he asked "inhaler," I gasped out, he tore through my bag and found the inhaler, I quickly took a deep breath of it and repeated it several times.
       Once done, he handed me back my bag and picked me up, "where do you live?" he asked "Wayne Manor," I said, I saw a marking on his chest......... Batman.

3rd person view

       When Batman gently placed you in the Batmobile he jumped in, because of fatigue and everything that's been going on, Y/n passed out. "Y/n!" Bruce shook her leg "Alfred?" "yes, Master Bruce?" "I need you to help me get Y/n inside the Manor," "of course sir, may I ask why?" "did you know Y/n's sick?" silence greeted him for a bit, "yes, sir, but Ms. Y/n had asked me not to utter a word," "you're excused, Alfred," said Batman, once at the Manor, he immediately picked up Y/n's limp body and carried her inside.
       He was greeted by Damian "what happened to her?" he demanded "Y/n's sick and she didn't bother to tell me or you," Bruce explained, when he reached Y/n's bedroom he placed her on the bed and ripped off his cowl.  
       "I failed her," he said "I promised Y/n's mother that I'll protect and I just found out my baby girl is sick!" he said and punched the wall, Y/n didn't even stir, "I would've done anything to make things easier," Damian held Y/n's hand while Alfred wiped her face with a wet cloth, "excuse my bluntness, sirs, but Ms. Y/n didn't see how. You, and the rest of the young sirs, hardly spoke to her," said Alfred "how was she supposed to tell all of you she's asthmatic?" "I don't know," Bruce admitted "nor do I," Damian admitted "sir, I recommend that you get out of your suit. Ms. Y/n will be shocked to see her father in the Batman suit," Bruce took a deep breath and nodded, Damian and Alfred stayed behind.

Y/n's pov

       My eyes flickered open. I saw Alfred measuring the right amount of pills for my frequent attacks and Damian holding my hand, "you're awake," said Damian "how do you feel?" "horrible," I mumbled, Damian and Alfred helped me sit up, I clutched onto Damian, "I-I was a-attacked!" I sobbed "hush, Ms. Y/n, do not wear out your lungs," Alfred advices me, I took several deep breaths and calmed down, Damian gently kissed the top of my head, "he's right, Y/n, calm down," Damian said "I'm sorry that I couldn't spend any time with you. I wished that I could but I had a lot of things to take care of for the company," said Damian, I heard someone climbing up the stairs, the door burst open to see Dad, his cheeks flushed as if he ran all the way here from the company, "I'm here," he painted out "Master Bruce, Ms. Y/n could use some fatherly love right now," said Alfred, he patted my hand gently and left, "لا تترك," (don't leave) I said to Damian "أبدا،" (never) said Damian holding me closer, Dad gently took my hand and said "Alfred told me he found you at the steps of the Manor. What happened?" "why do you care? you never cared before," I snapped at him, that's when I broke down, Damian and Dad comforted me, "hey, it's okay, baby girl. I'm here," Dad said softly "I was just too stupid not to realize you needed me," "same thing goes for your brothers," said Damian "I'm going to contact them," Damian said, he kissed the top of my head and left, Dad held me close to his chest, "I'm going to make you a promise, Y/n," said Dad "if you ever, ever need my help. Please don't hesitate to come and see me," I buried my face into his neck and held him tight.