Nesting
Pairings: (soft platonic yandere omega Bruce Wayne x gn! reader)
Warnings: just pure fluff, tiny bit of angst, yandere themes, obsessive Bruce, posessive Bruce, nesting, mentions of scenting, platonic yandere. Let me know if I missed any more warnings!
warmth
That's what you wake up to, pure blissful warmth, the type of calm not many get to experience nor bathe in it. seeping into your very clothes, giving you a sense of comfort that is unfamiliar yet welcomed all the same. Because Gotham was never a place for warmth, with its freezing winters and blazing summers, Gotham was cruel.
Yet you sigh in contempt, reluctant to open your eyes and take in the world around you, so you decide to just rest there as your body is being consumed by the welcomed warmth coming from around you.
But you guess fate has other plans as you hear distant movement, more like rustling in the nest, and just by the strong, sweet berry-like smell, you immediately knew it was Bruce. Or well, "mama" to be more exact.
You could feel him before you even got the chance to open your eyes, his scent becoming more prominent as he encases you in a bear hug.
you cant help but sigh in comfort as you're near him. You've always been the most clingy out of the pack, so it's no wonder you would immediately relax in the presence of one of your pack members, especially Bruce.
You finally open your eyes to gaze up at him, and you cant help but notice that familiar glint in his eyes as he stares down at you. He's in one of those moods. now you defintly know youre not leaving the nest for a while, but you don't seem to mind or care as long as your next to him.
and the delights him, it really does, because all he wants is for his little pup to be safe and sound in his arms, where no one can hurt you. because he's your mama. And what kind of parent would he be if he didn't want to protect his little one? You may not physically be a little pup anymore, but some part of you still craves to be around your mama, where you rightfully belong.
And right now, with you in his arms, all he feels is at peace, and that's rare for someone who takes the role of both Batman and the Playboy billinoare brucie wayne, because he never gets a moment of peace, to let the tensions in his body go and just relax and let his mind go, no batman never gets to relax while their are criminals terrorizing the streets of gotham.
But at least with you in his arms, he can let himself go, let himself be at peace knowing that one of his pups was safe and sound in the confines of the manor, where no one would dare to touch or hurt you, not even yourself. You're the light to his darkness, and no one can take that away, can take you away. Or they will have to face the wrath of not only Bruce Wayne but Batman as well.
But what snaps him out of his internal monologue is the vibrations of your purring against him, and he cant help but melt at the sight. You're just so precious. The sound of your purring brings a sense of comfort, knowing how you trust him enough to let your guard down and embrace your more pup-like side. (even if you aren't here on your own accord)
Bruce decides to reposition himself in the nest, sinking himself into the pillows as you follow with him, curling your body around him as his arms encase around you. youd compare Bruce to a furnace from how warm he is, and you cant help but melt under his touch as he runs his battered fingers through you're locks of hair, combing through the tangles as he rubs your back in a circular motion. to bring you a sense of security and safety in his arms and his arms alone.
And you cant help but let yourself drift, not fully asleep yet not fully awake, just at peace. And that's all you needed right now, a sense of peace to calm your aching heart and mind, to ground you back to the reality you live in.
Your head will never start racing, and your heart will never stop aching but in this moment, culddled up to the one you call mama the one yoi adore so oh very much (where it becomes physically impossible to be away from him for long), you let your thoughts slow and your heart calms down to a steady beat almost in sync with his own as youre layed down on his chest.
The steady thrumming of his heartbeat is what makes you start to drift off into, it's just too hard not to resist giving into his comfort. It's like you've become a puddle of goo, not even trying to resist this feeling of pure bliss because you know you're safe, and you can't help yourself but to nuzzle into his neck as the tensions in you're body finally relax.
But Bruce can't help but to smirk at how fast you melted into him, you really missed you're dear mama, huh?
But who's to say Bruce doesn't enjoy this a much as you, to her, you're heartbeat so close to him, to hear that you are safe and sound in his arms where you belong, where you were always meant to be, because no one can take care of his pup but him.
And as he cradles you against his chest, all he can think about is how lucky he is right now, to feel you against him, to know this is where you are meant to be.
like a baby bird in the nest with their mama. Because to Bruce, you're his baby bird, and he's your mama, and it will always stay that way, through sickness to health, no matter how old you get, you will always be his baby bird, his pup, his.
And as Bruce starts to drift off, letting the exhaustion from the day set in, he lets his eyes close with finality as his mind starts to slowly succumb to dream land all he can think is how lucky he is right now, lucky to have you safe in his arms.
and nothing will ever change that
Authors note: finally got this finished and I'm working on some your guys requests! So it might take me a while since I'm still outlining chapter 1 and 2 of my dear pup! So I hope you enjoyed this!
