I Love You
Prompt: Can you do a batsis imagine where she knows she’s going to die and she’s says her goodbyes and everyone thinks she’s just being sentimental and don’t take her seriously and are ‘ok, love you’. Until she’s actually dead do they realise that she knew she was going to die please? Thanks
Requested by: ANON
AN: Last week’s session produced some really angsty prompts, so enjoy.
“Alfred, you make the best cookies.”
The older man smiles, “A high compliment coming from you, Miss Wayne.”
You smile and rest your head on the counter. You take in the sounds of Alfred’s cooking and the smell of food. The combination makes you feel safe. It reminds you of good times.
Cracking your eyes open, you find Alfred smiling at you. You smile back and say, “I love you Alfred. You know that, right?”
“Always, Miss Wayne. Always.”
You focus on the screen, determined to beat Tim into the ground. Sure enough, your car comes in first. You jump up and do a ridiculous victory dance before typing your name into the winner’s spot. Tim stares at you with a raised eyebrow. You stare back for a moment, before grabbing a pillow and whacking him in the head.
It turns into an all out pillow fight. By the time you’re done, you’re both lying on the floor surrounded by feathers. You grin as Tim sneezes. Smiling you say, “I love you Tim, you know that, right?”
He stares at you for a minute, “I figured that out the first time you let me win at Mario Kart.” You just smile.
You cling to Jason for dear life. You try to bury your head under the blanket, but the sound still gets through. Jason wraps an arm around your shoulders, “I don’t know why you put yourself through these movies.”
You peek out from under the blanket, and find the television screen gore free, “‘Cause you love these horrible things.”
He smiles, “Are you sure Bruce is your dad? You hate violence, gore, and anything remotely scary.”
You smile, “He’s my dad, just like you’re my brother.”
He smiles at you, “And you’re my little sister.” He pulls you close as another scary scene comes up.
You bury your face in his shoulder and say, “I love you Jason.”
“I love you too squirt.”
“This gelato is amazing.”
Dick smiles at you, “Told you Blüdhaven isn’t that bad.”
You roll your eyes, “It’s too far away.”
“It’s thirty minutes away.”
“Still too far.”
“Anything outside the manor is too far for you.”
“Which is why you should move home.”
You both grin at each other, knowing that it won’t happen. Dick’s been gone for two years now, and as much as you miss him, you cherish these brother-sister days. He wraps you in a hug, careful of your gelato, “You’re welcome to come and visit anytime.”
“Even if Barbara is over?” He hesitates, “What about Kori?”
“Oh, how about Zee?”
He squeezes you tight before letting go, “You are welcome anytime.”
You sigh, “I love you Dick, you know that right?”
“I know, baby sister. Forever and always.”
You lean back in your seat and watch as your younger brother shifts gears, “I think you’re a fine driver.”
“I’m better than you.”
“A dog is better than me.” Damian smiles.
“So what’s with sneaking out the Batmobile?”
You shrug, “I like the looks on the bad guys’ faces as we drive by.”
“Father will be mad if he finds out.”
“He’s off world. He won’t find out.”
“As long as we stay away from the martians.” Damian adds.
You nod, “As long as we stay away from the martians.”
There’s a moment of silence before you say, “I love you, Dami.”
“I love you too.”
You nod, “Good, then open this baby up, and let’s see what she can do!”
You wait for him to come in. You’re lying on the couch, draped in a blanket. He stares at you from the doorway, he looks at you as though he doesn’t know you. When you try to sit up, he motions you down. He walks over to you, and sits down next to you.
You sit up enough that you can snuggle into his side. He strokes your hair for a moment, before he says, “You should have contacted me.”
“You were off world.”
“There are ways and you’re…”
“Dying? Yep. Have been for over three months apparently.”
“And there’s nothing?”
You look up at your dad, “It’s too far gone. Nothing they can do. I checked. Double and triple checked.”
“I would have come home. I would have spent time with you.”
You smile up at him, “A lot of people would have died if you’d done that. Plus it gave me a chance to say goodbye to my brothers.”
“Do they know?”
You shake your head, “Nope. I don’t want them to.”
He nods, and pulls you closer, “We can’t escape death.” He still doesn’t say anything.
“Be grateful, daddy.”
“How the hell can I be grateful when you’re…?”
You smile, “We get to say goodbye. I’m sorry that I have to leave you behind. I know you hate that, but… we get closure.”
You nod, “You get to know that I’m not scared. That I’m leaving a lot of pain behind. You get to know that I love you. You get to hear it.”
You feel tears drip onto your face, and you reach up to wipe a few off your father’s face, “I love you, daddy.”
He’s crying now, “I love you too baby girl.”
And with a smile you fall asleep.