So I finally got my exam results yesterday afternoon and I
am happy with what I got! Now I can look forward to my vacation as well as my
Summer Break! I also started playing The Sims 4 again and picked
up a couple books to read through. (I have a lot of things I really want to try
and finish before Summer Break ends!)
Anyways, that aside, wrote this short piece. Hoping for it
to be fluffy but I honestly think I may be bad at trying to come off as fluffy.
Bruce frowns as soon as he wakes up and shivers from the
cold when he realizes his source of warmth is no longer beside him. He rarely
ever wears a shirt to bed, hasn’t been wearing one since he had been a teen and
even when he had gotten together with you, you always seem to appreciate it a
lot whenever he had gone on without his shirt. Bruce thrives off of the warmth
your body has to offer and seeing as he is currently shivering from the cold
because all he has right now is just the thin covers; he wonders where you
might have gone off to.
Bruce lets out a yawn before turning to gaze at the clock beside
him. 6:09AM blinks back and the frown on his face deepens. Considering the activities,
the both of you had done for the entire night, this is far too early for the
both of you to be awake. On a Sunday too, nonetheless!
Bruce grumbles to himself before he decides to leave the bed in
favour of looking for you. He knows he probably would not be able to fall back
to sleep despite wanting to, without having you in his arms. Your presence in
not just his life but his bed too has spoiled him entirely.
Deciding it is best to put a sweater on, Bruce trudges around
the room looking for the one he had been wearing the day before. If he
remembered it correctly, he had carelessly thrown it in the direction of the
vanity mirror but he could not find it. Bruce scratches his stomach lazily as
he runs a hand through his hair, ruffling it slightly.
Sighing in defeat, Bruce leaves the room to search for you
instead. He should probably just go about without the shirt. It is not like
anyone except for you and Alfred would be awake at this hour either.
Bruce finds you curled up on the sofa, reading through a book -
it must be one of the books Damian has recommended to you, he finds joy to see
that the two of you are getting along wonderfully - with a blanket draped
around your lap. Bruce pads over to where you are sitting and carefully slides
down beside you.
Bruce leans down to press a soft kiss atop your head before
wrapping an arm around your shoulders. You immediately melt against him.
“Y/N, why are you awake this early?” He asks sleepily.
You shiver the tiniest bit when Bruce’s lips brushes against
your ear. You close your book after making sure to place your bookmark
correctly and set it aside before turning to look at him. You give him a small
smile. “I couldn’t sleep is all."
You shiver when cold air washes over you and you snuggle closer
to Bruce’s warmth, giggling to yourself when he lets out a shudder because of
cold your nose is.
Bruce pulls the blanket from your lap before wrapping it around
the both of you. He is grateful that most of the blankets in the manor are huge
and comfortable. Once the two of you are comfortable, Bruce buries his nose on
to your hair.
"Aren’t you tired? After what we did last night.” He
murmurs in to your hair.
You shake your head as you bask in his warmth. Everything about
Bruce is pleasantly warm and you are grateful for it. He probably woke up
because you weren’t in bed too.
Only when you wrap your arms around Bruce does he finally
realise something. Bruce tilts his head slightly and a small, teasing smile
appears on his face.
“Y/N, are you wearing my sweater?” Bruce raises one of
his eyebrows. This is probably your fourth or fifth - he had stopped counting
after the first two times - time you had ‘borrowed’ his sweaters.
You snuggle closer to him, pressing a kiss on his shoulders. You
can feel Bruce shivering again. “I couldn’t find my shirt so I just
grabbed yours instead.” You defended yourself. “It’s so comfy
“At the rate you are borrowing my sweaters, Y/N, I might
even have to get some new ones.” Bruce tells you pointedly but you knew he
didn’t mean a thing what he had said. You also knew for a fact that Bruce
actually likes seeing you in his clothes - you initially thought it was
probably a men thing, but you have come to learn that it really was just a
Bruce thing. Not that you minded because you like riling him up sometimes.
You smile against his shoulders. “Meanie.”
Bruce tightens his arms around you cozily. The two of you stayed
together like that until later that morning when Damian stumbled upon the two
of you, still wrapped in each other’s arms, sleeping soundly.
Damian: Dad, I’m scared! Bruce: Okay, you can sleep here. ~2min after~ Tim: Dad … Can I sleep here? Bruce: … Of course.
Jason: Bruce … Is my room strange, can I sleep here? Bruce: … All right, but what’s so strange? Jason: … The window …
Dick: Dad … Can I sleep here today? Bruce: Okay, what happened to all four? Dick: We were watching a horror movie … Bruce: What did I say about horror movies? Dick: I’m sorry, Dad … Bruce: Come, you can sleep here, but only this time and do not watch scary movies at night !.
So these two requests were similar and I just decided to put the two together! Thank you for sending in your requests and I hope you enjoy this! The ending is a little bit so-so but the process of writing this had been fun! (Though I do have to tell you, I got distracted a lot of times by watching Kitchen Nightmares).
It is Saturday night and you are currently working away on the
documents that have kept you from going back to your apartment early. Not that
you quite minded: things between your boyfriend and you have started to become
really dull and he also just does not quite understand the commitment you have
to your job. It made going back to your space unbearable. Sometimes he ever accuses
you of having an affair with Bruce! As if he would go for someone like you.
Almost every single day, you have to reassure him that he is the
only one that you love and that he is the one you are in a relationship with
but it was starting to get very tiring of having to repeat the same thing over
and over again every single day. Even though you would really love to be in
your bed more than anything right now, the thought of having to see your
boyfriend and sit through his accusations is really not appealing.
You let out a sigh when you finished proofreading the third out
of ten documents. The meetings had ran late causing more papers to pile up on
your desk. Some of your fellow colleagues have already called the quits and
went home but you knew you can at least manage a few more before you would not
even be able to make any sense out of the documents anymore.
You are halfway through the fourth document when a knock
resounds throughout your office and you are startled out of your reverie. You
stare wide eyes at the door, tensing slightly but the moment the door opens,
you visibly relax.
Bruce looks at you with that almost smile of his and you let out
a sigh, willing your heart to stop racing. Just because Wayne Enterprise has
one of the top notch’s security, it does not mean that no one might try to
break in to the building. As you recall, there had been several attempts a few
times. You are horrible at fighting despite taking self-defense classes.
“You scared me, Bruce.” You place your pen down on the table and
gently massage your wrist. You definitely did not know how tired you had been until
you placed that pen down.
Bruce shakes his head. “Highly doubt that, Y/N. I was about to
head down to grab some coffee but saw that your lights are still on. Do you
want to grab some coffee with me before we dive back in to finishing the papers?”
Bruce feels a little bit guilty that he is making you work overtime but those
documents need to be on his table come tomorrow morning. Though, despite the
guilt, he is quite happy to be able to be spending some time with you now.
You nod your head. “Oh, sure. Coffee sounds so good right now.”
You abandon your table and Bruce gives you a full smile, motioning for you to
follow after him. You thought by heading down, Bruce had meant the pantry but
apparently not, since the two of you headed to the elevator, heading towards
the ground floor. “I may have to grab my wallet –“
Bruce shakes his head, cutting you off. “My treat, Y/N. Because
of me, you are behind on those documents. The least I can do is offer you some
coffee.” Right at that moment though, your stomach growls, demanding to be fed
and Bruce chuckles. “Perhaps we should grab something light for dinner too?”
You laugh sheepishly, patting your stomach to calm it down. You
don’t even remember when was the last time you had eaten anything. You remember
eating a granola bar for breakfast that morning but that was about it. No
wonder your stomach is protesting – you missed lunch too.
The walk to the closest café took about ten minutes and in that
ten minutes, you have come to realize that Bruce Wayne is extremely handsome
and has very good humour too. Your boyfriend used to have some very good humour
as well until he started becoming very cynical and just downright annoying you.
At times, you wonder why you are even with him.
“So how’s life?” Bruce asks as he holds the door open for you
and you accidentally let out a sigh. Bruce raises one of his eyebrows. “That
bad, huh?” You thank him and the both of you walk in to the café. You gave him
a nod, letting Bruce lead you to the counter.
Bruce hasn’t always liked you in the first place. He had thought
you were a tremendous worker and you had obviously the passion for whatever it
is that you do. He thought you were a nice friend, one that is not afraid to
state your opinions too. He enjoys being friends with you. Somewhere along the
way, the respect he had for you grew and he started seeing you in a different
light. One that he had troubles getting his head around but now, he’s used to
it. He knows he has feelings for you – it’s growing in to something bigger than
just a crush now – but he also knows he won’t do anything since you are
currently in a relationship.
“Thank you.” You immediately grab a table for the two of you.
Bruce brings over the tray filled with drinks and sandwiches, taking a seat
across of you. “I know I say this a lot but thank you for this, really. The
last time I had food was probably this morning.” You tell him reaching for the
Bruce chuckles and reach for his own sandwich, taking a bite. It
doesn’t taste as delicious as Alfred’s but it will have to make do until he
gets home. “No problem, Y/N. I would not have been able to finish the documents
You laugh, shaking your head. “That’s a lie – you probably would
have stayed in the office the entire night.” You pointed out, taking another
bite of the sandwich. “This is pretty decent. I feel like I’ve tasted better.”
Bruce nods his head. “I can’t lie about that and true, Alfred
makes better sandwiches but this is decent and the place is pretty nice as
well.” Bruce comments, looking around the café. There weren’t a lot of people,
that is expected since it’s pretty late at night already but the fact that this
café is still open, it’s definitely a great place to go to for late night
“Yeah, I do agree. This is pretty nice and not far from the
office too.” You finish eating your sandwich and began taking a sip of your
drink. The two of you are quiet as Bruce continues to finish his sandwich. The
silence had been nice and comfortable – not awkward at all – though the moment
is broken when your phone began to ring endlessly.
You pick it up and let out a sigh, sending an apologetic look at
Bruce. He shakes his head. You answer the phone and sigh. “I’m still working –
I sent you a text earlier, right now? I left the office to grab a bite at the café
– of course, I am with Bruce – come on, can we talk about this later? Please just
drop it for now.” You exchange a few more words with your boyfriend and hang up
the call after that. You press your hand to your forehead, feeling a headache
coming from the conversation.
Bruce frowns. You didn’t look well after receiving that call. He
supposes it was from your boyfriend – he had briefly glanced at the ID caller
earlier – and wonders how you are truly feeling. “Trouble?” He couldn’t help
You nod your head. “It’s just things have been rough lately and
I feel like I’m not in to him anymore. He’s a nice guy but lately, I don’t
know.” You have no idea why you are telling this to Bruce but you really needed
to let it out. “Every single day he is always gripping me about something and I
just, I feel like I am starting to get really tired of it all.” You used to
really love your boyfriend – you had been high school sweethearts too – but nowadays,
you are starting to think that maybe it’s time for the two of you to break up.
Your eyes widen slightly when you realize what you have just thought of.
Bruce nods his head. He has a lot of things he wants to say but
he doesn’t because he does not want to be the reason you break up with your
boyfriend. He rather you break up with him on your own accord so Bruce can
pursue you after that. “I have nothing much I can say, perhaps you can try
stopping yourself by holding back. If you aren’t happy, make a change.” Bruce offers
an advice, thinking about all the times he had been unhappy with the situation
in his life. Thankfully, he had Alfred to help him. Perhaps all you needed in
your life is an Alfred.
You ponder his words for a few seconds before nodding your head.
“That makes sense.” It really does. Perhaps you need to move on from the past
to be able to live in the present.
“Should we head back to the office?” Bruce takes note of your
absent-minded look. You blink a couple of times before nodding your head. “Though
I do want you to go home and rest even if you did not manage to finish going
through all of the documents.” Bruce reminds you and you smile at him.