Bruce Wayne x Reader: Young And In Love
thank you for requesting, hope you like it and i warn you [Y/N] is.. idk how to call it kind of a player? but its not how it sounds or whatever just read it to find out what i mean :)
[Y/N] [L/N] didn’t have many friends because she knew that wouldn’t mean they were her true friends. She just needed an honest one. And she had enough luck to have Bruce Wayne having a role of her best friend.
Not gonna lie she thought he was cute. She knew that the boy was crushing over her, it seemed like that cause he would blush around her sometimes.
[Y/N] liked that Bruce could act shy around her but also be goofy him. She admired how smart he was. And not to mention his handsome looks.
It wasn’t like she didn’t crush over him but she liked seeing him flustered. Savage bitch she was.
“Bruce, I swear my head is actually hurting me because of this whole history thing!”
[Y/N] wasn’t really interested in history but she had an essay to write and she knew nothing. So of course Bruce would (or at least tried to) save the day.
“[Y/N], please, it’s only been 10 minutes. And you didn’t even start to write.”
[Y/N] imagined somebody watching them and laughing at how ridiculous it looked.
“I know Brucie, I’m sorry! I swear I’m telling you the truth!” She had this look in her eyes, she knew he couldn’t resist. She felt kind of bad acting this way towards him but she knew he would just write it in 15 minutes including checking it trice and then they could do something fun.
“Uh..” he was all blushy and cute “I guess I can help you a little more than I was supposed to..” he rubbed the back of his neck and looked down on his lap with red cheeks.
“Oh Bruce! You’re seriously the best person I know!” she laughed and pecked him on the cheek, she was enjoying it way too much.
She sat on a couch beside Bruce and played with her ring as he was writing on a coffee table in an extreme speed. Just as [Y/N] thought.
When Alfred was passing the room they were in she would get closer to Bruce and pretend she was reading something from a book that lied on a table beside a paper and act like she was interested. Bruce was too busy to even notice that.
“Uh, okay, it’s done.” said Bruce after 8 minutes and slowly looked up from the paper. He put a pen down and stared into [Y/N]’s eyes. They were so [colour], shiny and surrounded by thick, long lashes.
Her eyes lit up even more and she smiled gently at him. It made his heart melt. “Thank you so much, now we can do something way more fun!” She kissed him on both of his cheeks this time.
“L-look, [Y/N], there’s something I-I need to te–” he was interrupted by Alfred. Great.
“I brought you both some tea and sandwiches in case you get thirsty and hungry.” he looked suspiciously at them.
It was obvious Bruce was red on a face and didn’t really know if he should explain himself.
“Thank you Alfred, that’s very kind of you.” [Y/N] smiled innocently at him.
He bought it because he just said “Very well.” and then left.
She winked at Bruce and said “So you were saying..?” She kept a comforting smile on her face.
“[Y/N], I really don’t want to sound pathetic but I like you. I have for a while.. In fact– in fact I think I love you, no, wait, I know I love you, ugh–”
She hushed him by connecting their lips together. Her hand immediately made it’s way to his hair. The kiss was sweet and surprisingly long, very innocent but felt perfect at the same time.
“I love you too, you idiot, don’t you forget that.”
He pulled her closer, and kissed her again closing any space left between them.
They were young and in love.