bruce gets veryyy tired of you asking to be let go and, to your surprise, he lets you out one night after a particularly nasty blow out. you want to be out there in the wild? fine, let’s see how you handle the narrows at midnight barefoot in your nightie. the adrenaline wears off as soon as you stop hearing the roar of the batmobile’s engine and the wind chill of a gotham winter’s night starts to really nip at you.
he’s left you with no shoes, no coat, no money. you’re certain you’ll freeze to death with the muddy snow at your feet before you try making it to the nearest police station. the cops brush you off a strung out junkie when you come in half dressed and barefoot crying about how bruce wayne kidnapped you and that he’s really the batman in disguise. you’re told to beat it before they throw you out. you try to make it downtown, somewhere safer where the cops don’t take three business days to respond to a call, but you can’t feel your feet anymore and its a miracle no one’s mistaken you for a hooker.
the horror of realizing that, unfortunately, your safest option is to call bruce and beg him to come get you, chills you down to the bone in a way that the snow could never. it’ll be different next time, you’ll be more prepared. you’re snatched out of the payphone booth before you can even realize what’s happening and shoved into a darkened alleyway. taking broken glass to the foot and bloody scrapes from the brick walls leave you wailing and sobbing for him. the man throws you to the ground and makes you soaked from the dirty snow, pushing your gown up with the sole of his boot between your shaking legs. his name is echoing off the walls as you scream for him.
it’s blur when bruce swoops in out of the shadows and throws the masked man out into the street. he shushes your wails softly when he wraps you in his cape and tells you its alright now. it’s just like he told you, isn’t it? the streets of gotham are too rough for you, too chilling. nothing can hurt you while you’re in his arms. it’s better if you just stay put.
when you’re finally back home in a warm bath and bruce kissing over the gauze on your stitched foot, you finally feel a sense of peace you thought you’d never get with him.
