A/N: Requested by dracula-key: Bruce/Verena. Verena is at home sick and Dick isn't home. Ohnoes. DaddyBruce to the rescue! :3
GOTHAM CITY
AUGUST 5, 2010
10:30 EDT
I let out a cough and groaned in pain, curling deeper into my warm sheets, finding comfort in the heat they gave me.
"You're going to overheat doing that," Bruce's voice trailed into the room. I hadn't even hear him enter. That's Batman for you.
I peeked out from beneath my sheets to look at him.
Bruce was clearly dressed just straight from a meeting, since his hair was still neatly slicked back, along with his suit completely flawless of any wrinkles. He was even dressed in those shiny black shoes of his.
I don't even know why I was sick. I was just fine nine hours ago for the debrief in the Cave after our fight with Amazo. I woke up feeling miserable today beyond belief. To add to that, my arm was pulsing in pain.
I frowned when an unsatisfying thought ran through my head. Dick was at the Cave, training. He didn't want to leave earlier, but Bruce had all but ordered him to go. With a pout, he left, with his shoulders slumped.
I smiled softly, remembering how adorable he looked before I coughed again. "Ugh..." I groaned. "Don't you have more meetings today?" I asked, my nose stuffed. I wrinkled my nose as a lock of hair came forward to tickle it.
Bruce chuckled and walked towards me, taking a seat at the edge of my bed. He brushed the lock out of my hair gently and said, "Yeah, but it's not until noon. Alfred's right now on his daily errands and someone has to watch over you."
"I'm eleven, Bruce, not seven."
"I didn't even know you when you were seven," Bruce smartly replied back.
"I know," I responded easily. "I probably gave everyone hell when I was sick. I was the only kid on the Blackhawk Base."
"Probably," Bruce didn't bother to deny. "I can't imagine you not being difficult. Add Dick to the mix and you two are a whirlwind of mischief."
"But I'm the cuter one, right?" I looked up at Bruce with the widest, most innocent look I could muster.
The dark-haired man chuckled, his blue eyes softening. "Yeah," he agreed, ruffling my already messed up hair. "But don't tell Dick I said that."
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