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prompt; Imagen Batman getting protective over you coming home late at night.
“Do you even know what time it is?” His gruff voice cuts the air and you sigh heavily, shrugging off your coat and sloppily throwing it on the hanger. Your feet are aching, the dress you squeezed yourself in five hours ago is now the most uncomfortable thing you had ever worn and the light head-ache – a warning of an upcoming hangover – is starting to make your head buzz. The hallway is dark, though that hardly matters as you know the layout of your home perfectly. You find him sitting in the living room, his gaze directed straight at you. You hold in a snort – he almost looks like an overly protective parent. Your arms cross without you even realizing it and you raise a brow.
“Let me guess…Super late?” The sarcasm is not appreciated, that much you can tell, “Whatever, Bruce, it was a work party. Should I have said no to free drinks?” You let the question hang in the air. He sighs and rubs his temple, “Though so. Now, if you’ll excuse me—“
“It’s not safe.” He deadpans, standing up, “Gotham. It’s not safe to wander around for you alone.” He says, coming closer. Despite being annoyed at him you don’t push him away, don’t even take a step back or flinch when his fingers graze your cheek in a fleeting moment of tenderness, “I don’t want you to get hurt because of me.” He adds, quieter.
“I took an uber.” You say, as if that would somehow ease his worry. You are almost positive that if he wasn’t so tired he’d at least crack a smile.
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