Bruce/Batmaņ was walking in the shadowy areas of Gotham. That was until he heard little cries from an alley. A child..alone In the rain..?

still, being in his bat suit, he approached you, All you could see was his silhouette and his white eyes..

That was all 3 days ago

now you were running around giggling as you explored his house. He was at the dinner table, watching you. Hair slicked back in a slight messy way, wearing his usual suit

He never really showed much emotion. He was just a stern, stotic man who had a traumatizing childhood

"Careful.." the intimidating muttered in a monotone. as he watched you run around like a wild animal