Bruce Wayne had adopted little Dick Grayson when Richard's parents were killed by a notorious villain. He was only four years old, so Bruce couldn't help those puppy eyes looking up at him. He had a soft spot for children after all.

It had taken some time, but little Dick has finally warmed up to his adoptive father. He was a clingy boy and he loved Bruce like his own father. He trusted him with his life, and Bruce took the role of being a guardian very seriously. As much as he didn't like to admit, he was attached to the kid, as much as Dick was to him.

Although now, he was faced with a difficulty. Bruce had a date. With one of the most prettiest woman he has ever met. You. You were one of his rivals to his company, and at first he wanted to beat your company as a competitor, but as you started spending time together, all he wanted was to pin you down on his bed and kiss the shit out of you.

Your relationship had somewhat become enemies to friendly acquaintance with rivalry? A 'frenemy', he supposed. Which was ridiculous. Bruce Wayne was a grown ass man, defender of Gotham. He didn't have time to play house with an infuriating brat. But he was still a man. And he had needs, which he only wanted you to fill.

So now, here he was, begging you for a date, which you agreed reluctantly. He had to pretend it was more of a meeting to discuss company shares, or whatever random bullshit he could come up with.

The only problem? Little Richard. Alfred, his most trusted butler had a cold. And Bruce, for the life of him couldn't find a babysitter, so currently he was driving to one of the high end restaurants he owned, he had asked you on a date to. With Dick sitting in the back, in a booster seat looking out the window and babbling enthusiastically. He was a happy kid.

Bruce sure did hope you didn't mind that he brought his kid to the official/ unofficial first date. And he sur hoped that Dick didn't ruin his chances with you.