Source:http://latte-to-go.deviantart.com/art/Monster-Bruce-Wayne-x-Reader-548882796

If I told you what I was, would you turn your back on me? And if I seem dangerous, would you be scared?

Bruce didn't know how much longer he could hide it from you. You was just too curious. He was afraid that if you found out, you'll think he was a monster and leave.

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You heard the door open to your and Bruce's room. You sat up in bed to see Bruce stumbling in. At first you thought he was drunk but upon closer inspection, he was obviously injured. "Bruce!" You climbed out of bed and helped him sit down. He had already been patched up but how did he get these injuries. "How the hell did this happen?"

"The business meeting went sour." He mumbled, laying down in bed. He gestured you to lay down next to him and you obliged.

"So they beat your ass?" You asked, as Bruce turned out the lights.

"It's nothing to worry about, darling." He told you, kissing the top of your head.

You slowly nodded, not entirely believing him. "This conversation isn't over."

Bruce chuckled, his eyes closed. "I know it isn't." His arm that was already wrapped around you pulled you closer. You lightly sighed, resting your head on Bruce's chest.

By the time you had woken up, Bruce was already gone. You shook your head as you wandered into the bathroom. You quickly got ready for the day and headed downstairs where you were greeted by Alfred.

"Good morning, Miss [Name]," he said, as he cooked something on the stove. "French toast and eggs." Alfred said, passing you the plate and your must have cup of coffee.

"Thank you, Alfred." You said, taking a bite out of the french toast. "By any chance, do you know where Bruce is?" You asked, to this Alfred shrugged.

"I'm sorry, but I don't know the whereabouts of Master Bruce. He left in a hurry, must be busy." Alfred knew exactly where Bruce was, but he was told to never tell you about Bruce being Batman. Bruce wanted to tell you when he was ready.

You nodded, you thought Bruce was growing a bit distance. He sometimes disappeared at night and wouldn't be back until early morning. You trusted Bruce but you knew his history of being a playboy. You guys were going strong for three years and maybe Bruce was just tired of you.

"Miss [Name], I was given a shopping list by Master Bruce. I hope you won't might staying home alone for a few hours." Alfred told you and you nodded.

"I'll be fine, Alfred." You said, taking a sip out of your coffee.

"I should get going." Alfred bid you goodbye and you just sat in the kitchen finishing your breakfast and texting a friend.

After you were finished, you washed your dishes. Alfred always insisted you leave the dishes in the sink but you couldn't help it. You walked into the living room and sat on the couch, going through your social media.

You head snapped up when you heard a loud bang go off. You hid behind the couch as you looked at the opening in the wall. A man with green hair and pale skin walked in, you quickly recognized him from the news. It was the one and only Joker.

"Hello!" He sing songed, walking into the room with a machine gun in his hand. By his side was his sidekick, Harley Quinn. "Whose place was this again?" He asked one of his henchmen.

"Um... I think Bruce Wayne's."

Joker nodded, "Brucey! Are you home?" He asked, walking around.

You slowly backed up, hoping to escape into the kitchen and head to the office from there. You knew there had to be at least a gun in there. You quietly slid across the floor when you felt a tap on your shoulder. You froze before slowly turning around.

"Did you really think I wouldn't see you?" Joker said, getting real close to your fave. His breath was foul and the scars all over his face were clear to you.

You didn't answer him, as he pulled you up. "Let go of me!" You yelled, shoving at him.

"Feisty, I like." Joker said, before shoving you to Harley.

"What do you want me to do with her, Mr. J?" Harley asked, holding you up.

"I don't know!" Joker yelled and then a brilliant idea popped in his head. "Put her in the van. Rich girl gets kidnapped. This is sure to get attention from the media and the Bat."

Harley nodded, before taking you to the Van. She pushed you in, causing you to bang your head against the floor of the car. One of the henchmen grabbed your arm and handcuffed it to the other one. "You sure are a pretty one."

You looked at him in disgust. "Don't you dare touch me." You snapped at him, causing him to roll your eyes.

He didn't bother you after that. You guessed he wouldn't touch a woman if she didn't consent. Well, at least he had morals. You were quiet throughout the ride. You weren't sure where they were taking you and you were scared. You heart pounded and a few tears did escape. You wondered what Bruce would do if he found out you were kidnapped. Would he even care?

"Of course he would." You whispered out loud.

The henchmen looked at you funny, before shaking his head. "Another crazy one." He mumbled.

You glared at him, but didn't say anything else. No need to dig yourself into a deeper hole. The van came to a stop and you got shoved forward. The henchmen opened the door and there stood a few more henchmen. They pulled you outside and all you could see were warehouses lined up in rows of other warehouses.

They didn't even think about being gentle, they dragged you inside one of the warehouses and shut the door. Inside the warehouse, stood Joker with a huge grin of his face. He helped you sit in a chair and tied you up. You pulled against the ropes but it was no use.

"Don't bother," Harley's voice rang in your ears, giving you a slight headache. "You ain't leaving till Mr. J wants you to."

You stared up at her and then noticed her outfit. To be honest, it did seem like an outfit a stripper would wear but Harley wasn't known for being classy.

Joker laughed, making his way over to you with a video camera. "We're broadcasting live!" He said, the camera facing himself. "Hello, Gotham!" He grinned, stretching his scars. "Look who I got!"

He pointed the camera at you and all you did was glare at Joker, not even bothering to look at the camera.

"What's her name again?" Joker whispered to Harley, who whisperer the answer in his near. Joker nodded. "[Full Name], right here with me. We heard she was Bruce Wayne's girlfriend. I'm sure she's worth something!" Joker said, giving the camera to Harley who aimed it at you.

Joker made his way over to you and gave you a smile before smacking you straight across the face. The force of the slap caused the chair to tip over and land on its side. Your head hit the concrete floor, surely to have injured you. Joker left you there, as he made his way back to the camera. "Come and save her, Bats."

No doubt Bruce had seen the whole broadcast and was already rushing home. "I'm so sorry about that, Bruce. I'm sure Batman will save her." One of Bruce's colleagues said.

Bruce stiffly nodded, "I'm sure he will."

Bruce quickly drove to Wayne Manor, quickly spotting the large gaping whole in one side of the manor. His eyes narrowed as he quickly parked his car and ran inside where Alfred was waiting for him. "Master Bruce?"

"Not now, Alfred." Bruce said, as he entered the bat cave. He quickly put the suit on and then the head piece. The suit Bruce wore was the improved version, it almost seemed like battle armor.

Bruce made his way over to the batmobile, his only lead was the location of the broadcast. He left in haste as he made his way over to location.

"So..." Joker said, looking you over.

After multiple punches and kicks, you were sure your face was bruised and bleeding. Your whole body just shook with pain as Joker just laughed.

"She's starting to look like one of us." Harley said, swinging her ax around.

Joker nodded, as he took out a knife. "I'm gonna make that frown disappear."

You whimpered as he was about to carve into your skin, but something flew into Joker's hands causing the knife to come flying out of his hands. He looked to the right where the knife had fallen and next to it was a batarang.

Batman jumped out of the shadows and came into view. You gulped slightly, you've never seen Batman look so angry.

"Bats!" Joker said, giggling. "You're here. I was waiting for you."

Batman slowly stalked his way over to where Joker was standing, he suddenly stopped when Joker pulled out a gun and aimed it at you.

"You touch me and the girl dies." Joker said with a grin, slightly backing away. Batman stopped where he was and glanced over at your beaten state. He needed to think this through. "Well, Bats?" Joker stepped closer to you, resting the gun against your head.

"What do you want, Joker?" Batman asked, he was afraid he might actually shoot you.

"I want you, Batman! Isn't that obvious? Plus, the attention doesn't hurt." Joker told him with a grin, he set the gun down on the table.

"If I give myself to you, will you let her go?" Batman said, making his way over to Joker who nodded eagerly.

"Harley, tie the bat up."

Harley nodded, tying Batman's hands together. She next untied your ropes, helping you stand up. "What do I do with her, Mr. J?"

"I don't care! Take her home or something." Joker walked over to Batman and clapped his hands, "I've got the bat to deal with!"

Harley looked over at the henchmen and shoved you towards them, causing you to tumble and them to harshly grab your arms. "You heard Mr. J! Take her home!"

The henchmen nodded, and blindfolded you this time. They placed you in a car instead of a van this time and drove you back to Wayne Manor. They dropped you in front of the house and quickly drove off. You looked back at the Manor and slowly made your way back inside. You felt pain everywhere. You shivered as you opened the huge doors. You were met with Alfred's concerned gaze. "Miss [Name]! Thank god you're alright!" He pulled you inside and sat you on the couch. He ran into the bathroom and pulled out a first aid kit. He made his way back over to you and started to treat your wounds. "Miss [Name], how are you feeling? Would you like me to make you anything?" Alfred asked, once he was done.

You shook your head. "I just want to be left alone." You whispered, as you stood and made your way up the stairs to your and Bruce's shared bedroom. You laid down in your bed, closing your eyes. Some sleep will do you good.

You awoke to someone stroking your cheek. You opened your eyes to meet Bruce's crystal blue eyes. "Bruce," You whispered.

"You had me so worried." Bruce said, taking your hand and placing a small kiss on top of it.

"I'm okay now." You told him, sitting up in bed. Bruce was sitting right in front of you with a small smile.

"I thought Joker was going to shoot you," Bruce said, without thinking. It didn't seem that he caught on to what he said, but you had.

"How did you know Joker pulled a gun on me?" You asked, confused. You were pretty sure Joker didn't broadcast it and the only people there were Joker, Harley, his henchmen and Batman.

Bruce's eyes slightly widened but he quickly refrained his shock. He sighed, "I guess you deserve to know." He mumbled, he looked up at you and took your hand. "[Name], I will understand if you can't handle what I say next. Alright? Don't think I'll be mad if you leave me."

"Bruce... what are you talking about?" You asked, confused.

He helped you up and led you out of the room, and down to the lowest floor which was the basement. You had never been down here since you thought it was mostly storage. He turned on the light, and led you to the very back of the basement where you two were met with a steel door. "What is this?" You asked, and you jumped when the wall spoke.

"Voice identification verified. Welcome [Full Name]." The door opened to reveal a dark room but slowly all the lights lit up.

"Oh, god." You whispered, stepping in with Bruce following close behind you. You couldn't believe that all this time you were living above the batcave and that meant... Bruce was batman. "Wow, this makes so much sense." You said, turning to him.

"You're not mad?" He asked, his eyebrows raised.

"Finding out my boyfriend is batman?" You laughed.

"I'm going to take that as a no." He said, with a small smile. He was glad that you didn't seem to care that he was batman.

"Wait, how did you get away from the Joker?" You asked him, still walking around the batcave.

Bruce shrugged, "Harley sucks at tying people up."

"Well," You walked over to him, wrapping your arms around him. "I'm glad you made it out safely."

"Always." Bruce said, before placing his lips on yours.