I was kinda thinking about Bruce being in an arranged marriage with Lex Luthor (idc if it's A/B/O or not), and then somehow he managed to make his husband's enemies to fell in love with him.
Like...
"Harvey Dent, ya know me, sugar. The district attorney," he introduced himself. Bruce, with his fine black suit, in a HIS event, raised one of his eyebrows. His peach colored lips smiling sweetly at the popular DA from his hometown. He had to admit, this man is far better than his husband.
Every year, on 14th February, Bruce would made an event where each people who wanted him to be their Valentine must impress him with something. An offering, perhaps. Lex never really gave any shit about Bruce's expensive lifestyle, and how he mostly had flings here and there. That bald man is too obsessed with Superman to even notice.
Bruce will be surrounded by men, women, people. Their expensive gifts had been waiting for its new owner. The lucky ones to get the VIP tickets shall try to impress him, and if they're lucky, they're going to have a spare moment with the most beautiful billionaire. And apparently, it was the most waited moment in rich people's life.
Bruce, without any doubt, never really payed attention to the VIP list. He wanted a surprise, so he waited for each VIP members to approach him with their respective gifts and flattery.
Harvey Dent was one of them. Strange to see the DA to be this naughty. Spending his money solely to catch Bruce's attention. The VIP tickets is not affordable by any means, that's why only a little to no people would waste their money. However, Bruce manages to sold all seven of his tickets. The others is not so lucky to get one.
He was thrown aback when a man suddenly pulled him by holding his wrist. This charming blond man with a well kept beard, cocky smile, and green eyes. Bruce instantly smiled at this man. Ollie. Or better known as Oliver Queen. Bruce had always expected this man to court him. He never actually accept his offers, though. It's fun to see people trying to ran after him.
Ollie take Bruce's hand on his own, kissing it gently as Bruce smiled at the ticklish sensation Ollie's beard gave him. With a gentle approach, he slides up a ring on Bruce's finger. Then he softly guide Bruce to dance. As they does, Oliver had put a necklace on Bruce's neck before saying goodbye.
Bruce should've expected this when his VIP tickets was sold out. Selina Kyle. The prettiest thief to ever known. Her and the stealthiest approach she always done to Bruce. Gently taking Bruce's larger body to a private table. Ordering few expensive dish, and smiling gently at Bruce.
Bruce's eyes only widened when she gave him a tiara. Should have expected from a thief. She probably stole it from Gotham museum. Metropolis never had one of this collections before. He had seen it when Lex was taking him out to a jewelry shopping.
"Put it back from where you've stole it, Selina."
"Your requirements didn't say that you'd never accept a stolen gifts, eh."
The next one was a gentle breeze. A demon. Talia Al Ghul. Her tall stature matches Bruce perfectly as her masked figure guided the billionaire to dance to the masochism tango. Bruce laughed softly when Talia kissed his cheek, leaving a deep red lipstick mark on it. So pretty.
Talia gave him a simple emerald earring that worth more than someone's life, apparently. Which makes Bruce's heart purred loudly. He liked them possessive. It's fun to see people yearning for him, and being like a lapdog for him.
Bruce twirls with his new earring, ring, necklace, and tiara. He looked like an emperor surrounded by his people who adorned him with jewelries.
One man tried so hard, very hard, to gain Bruce's VIP ticket. None other than Hal Jordan who learned that maybe catching expensive cats is not as easy as he might have thought in the first place. Because holy fuck, all of the hardship for a year now was being payed off by Bruce Wayne actually approaching him.
Stayed for a little dinner, where Hal absolutely charmed Bruce with his simplicity. Bruce liked it when someone works so hard just to gain his attention. It's like he was special for them, into the point where they work so hard to chase him. Unlike some bald man, apparently.
Hal leave a kiss on Bruce's neck, soft and gentle. Bruce moaned softly. Damn right, he love this type of gentle approach. How happy he was when he's given a heart shaped box of chocolate, a little plushie, and a key for Hal's motorcycle parked outside.
What a cute man.
That changed completely when Minkhoa Khan dropped to the ballroom with his usual cocky attitude. Hands gripping his blades too hard, Bruce almost wanted to strangle that man. If not for the fact that he bought the VIP ticket like it was nothing.
He brushed a dust off from his shoulders, before walking with a careful steps towards Bruce. Inviting the billionaire into a sadistic and nostalgic dance. Their little dance they did when they're both fools, and teens. "Acting like a hoe even after having a husband, Brucie?" Khoa asked. Almost mocking.
"Shut up and give me your offerings, Minkhoa."
Khoa smiled, absolutely and utterly in love with Bruce's harsh words served only for him. It makes him feel special. And Khoa's gift for Bruce was a simple dagger, with gold adorning it. A lapis lazuli was placed in the middle of the handler in a tear shape. It's almost reflecting Bruce's eyes whenever he cried when they're still training.
It switched again from Khoa, to a gentle, sweet Smallville accent that got Bruce rolling on his bed like a teenage girl.
"Mister Wayne."
Oh, and Bruce know who's the winner.