Batfamily x Reader stories

Making him work for it (Bruce Wayne x Reader)

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It was very rare for him to be the first one to open his eyes...And yet, here you were, in his arms, still deeply asleep, while he was wide awake.

He always liked to wake up first, though it almost never happened.

Every night, you went to bed at the same time (so, very late...or very early in the morning, depends of the vision of things you have, and though you were less exhausted as you didn't fight but "only" monitored the Batcomputer). But it always seemed like you knew when he was about to wake up, and woke up just a few seconds earlier. In any case, your eyes were more often than not already open when he stirred out of his sleep.

It was always a bit of a disappointment when he discovered you already awoken. Because then, he couldn't see you wake up, couldn't see the cute face you made as you opened your eyes, and the small sigh you'd make, cuddling more against him...

Yes. It happened rarely that he would be awake before you, but when it happened...Oh when it happened he surely enjoyed it very much.

It allowed him to observe you while you slept...Your face was always so angelic in your sleep, even if you were disheveled and were drooling. Even if you were too lazy the night before to take your make up off, and you looked like a damn panda.

He always thought you were just...So damn beautiful. And when you slept ? It just made him want to hold you forever and protect you above anything else.

He knew you didn't particularly need protection but as you were in a deep slumber...Well, he'd shield you from anything really.

He promised you that years ago, that he would always be there for you.

And man did you NOT believe him at first.

The least Bruce could say is that you didn't make things easy for him.

You really made him work for your heart.

Oh but he understood. He always understood...

And you were worth it. So worth it. Proof right now. Simply holding you in his arms while you slept filled him with such happiness...

He was so SO glad he didn't give up, all those years ago, when it seemed like you were decided to test his patience.

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The day after you just met :

Yesterday, you held your first charity ever, using your somewhat newfound fame to do good.

A few months ago, you released your first book and to your great surprise, it was an instant hit, launching you in front of the scene...And you hated it.

Being famous really didn't go well with your anxiety. But it did had a few advantages...Namely : being able to convince rich fucks to give money to a cause that was important to you.

And so you did.

You worked so much on creating a decent event for what you believed in (easier access to books for disadvantaged people, for people too poor to even pay for a library license, and man there were a lot of them in Gotham).

The success of said event blew your mind away. You made ten times the money you hoped to make...And it was all thanks to one guy.

As a joke, you and a few friends who were helping you getting the charity on, send an invitation to Bruce fucking Wayne, the richest man in Gotham, knowing that he was probably too busy to go to some obscure charity happening in one of the worst neighborhood in town.