She Looks Just Like A Dream || Bruce W. x Reader
Part 2 of "The Prettiest Girl I've Ever Seen" so I hope you guys like this too 🫶
After that encounter, you held a tight grudge on Bruce. Seems immature, yes, but there was something about the man that just infuriated you. Was it the way he made you feel? The way he smirked at you like you were below his level? God, you didn't even know what exactly you hated about him. All you know is, you didn't want to see him again. You told your friend how you didn't want to attend any of Wayne Gala's anymore.
Here you were, walking home as usual and passing the Wayne Manor as your daily path. It was odd, it looked so empty without guests. For a minute, looking at the house, you felt pity for Bruce. How lonely he must be. You shook the thoughts out of your mind, you were supposed to hate him.
With your head clouded with thoughts, you didn't notice the man sneaking up on you. It was too late, he had already grabbed you and you couldn't fight back no matter how hard you tried. The stranger cut off your oxygen by covering your nose and mouth as you started to feel lightheaded, the cloth had chloroform in it.
Slowly panicking, this is bad. Really bad.
-Stay quiet, buttercup. Unless you want to pay the consequences that is.
You tried to scream but it felt like your body was shutting down, you closed your eyes and passed out.
Suddenly, Batman came and punched the criminal straight in his nose, pulling your unconscious body to his side.
-Y...You're.. You're Bat..
The criminal shivered in fear at the hero towering over him. He stumbled over his feet and ran away when he heard the rumbling voice of the Bat.
The Batman calmly stated, calm but very intimidating. Like you could crumble under his gaze and tone of voice.
Batman gave the burglar a chance to run away, for now. Later in the Batcave, he'd make sure to make that man pay someday. At this moment, his priority was you.
Bruce didn't know what he was feeling, and he wasn't even sure if it was hatred anymore. When he saw you, looking helpless in the dim streetlights, he felt an urge to protect you. He wanted to protect you from everything bad in the world.
Carrying you into his Batmobile and driving towards the Batcave, Bruce contemplated if he truly hated you or admired you.
Arriving, Alfred walked to the automobile looking confused with the random girl in Bruce's arms.
Alfred asked with confusion laced in his tone.
-Do not worry, Alfred. It's the girl from the party. Her name is Y/N L/N. We need to get her treated, she's passed out from chloroform it seems.
Alfred acted quickly, with Bruce placing Y/N down onto the medical table. He swiftly brought out his tools and observed the few bruises and scratches that decorated the girl's arm.
It wasn't all too bad, so he wondered why his Master Wayne brought her all the way here? He has never done that for anyone before.
In a few minutes, the small wounds were fixed with some ointment and bandages. She would wake up soon.
-Master, why would you bring this girl here? It was only a few scratches, nothing too dangerous.
-I know, I know, Alfred. I don't know what's gotten into me. I just felt this urge to protect her, and I felt rage seeing another man touch her so violently. It's scaring me.
Bruce let out all his worries as Alfred poured him a cup of tea and sat down as well, they both were talking while Y/N was lying from afar, still unconscious.
-Master, have you ever considered that maybe, you have feelings for this young lady ?
Alfred was always right. But this time, he couldn't be! Unless...
-What ? I just met her ! There's no way ! And, I'm still not over Selina... I couldn't possibly like her. If anything, I hate her !
Bruce slightly raised his voice. He wasn't mad at you or Alfred, he was mad at himself. Mad that he couldn't decipher his own feelings.
-That is true, but love at first sight exists, you know. I know you're still grieving over Lady Selina, but you could also be slowly healing with how you feel for Lady Y/N. If you hated her, why would you bring her all the way here ? Quickly make me tend to her small wounds ?
The more Bruce thought about it, the more he realized Alfred was right.
Alfred was back upstairs in the Manor as Bruce was cleaning some of his Battech. He heard a small whimper come from Y/N. He abruptly stood up and walked over to you. He forgot something, though. His cowl. But he didn't realize that, too caught up in the fact that you were now awake.
You rubbed your eyes and your tone of voice sounded like you were trying to hide your fear.
-You're in the Batcave. It is safe here, do not worry.
A low and dark voice came from your side as you looked up at your right. Wait, Bruce Wayne ? In Batman's suit ? What the fuck.
You swore out of shock as you slowly tried crawling back from the table. Bruce was confused, and slightly nervous.
He asked. You shakily pointed your finger at his head.
-I think you forgot your mask, Batman. Or now that I know, Bruce Wayne.
He lightly gasped and looked towards a mirror to show his reflection. This is bad, he wasn't wearing his cowl. How stupid of him ! Oh my God, he was so dead. He was caught by a random girl. My God.
-Fuck ! I forgot my cowl. Y/N, I know we ended on a bad note that night but I beg you to not tell anyone this, please. I don't know what's gotten into me and why I was this stupid to not realize my cowl wasn't on, just, this is our little secret, okay ?
-Wait, how do you know my name ? You know what, nevermind. What do I get ?
-What do I get if I keep this a secret ?
You were teasing him. To be completely honest, you already had suspicions that he was Batman from the start. C'mon, Bruce Wayne sponsoring the Bat for ALL THAT gear ? One being present while the other suddenly disappears ? Besides, their features on the lower side of their face were exactly the same. You just have good observation skills.
-I'll give you anything you want.
-I'll make sure you live up to that.
You smiled. You smiled at him for the first time. No signs of cockiness or hatred in your eyes. It made him blush and choke on his words.
-Yes, I assure you I will.
