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Bruce has just adopted a child.
He doesn’t know why, he just did it.
The little pup was in the place when the accident happened, the rope that was holding his parents broke and they both fell to their deaths.
The pup was just five years old, the sweet touches of milk in his scent told him he would be an omega. The police officer told him to give the child to him, but the child, Richard, didn’t let him go.
So he decided to take him home. It was impulsive, he didn’t think about it. He just know that Gotham wouldn’t be nice with a little omega orphan, so he takes him home.
“Master Bruce… What 's this?” Alfred was confused. Bruce was just going to the circus, and he came back not just too late for patrol, but with a child.
“His name is Richard” he respond
“Dick” added the child.
“His name is Dick” Bruce corrected.
“That is not what I meant”
The News on the next day were something like “Bruce Wayne is a single alpha father now” or “Prince of Gotham now has a child”, but he doesn’t care.
That first week Batman was out strangely for very few hours, but they attribute it to the low crime rate at the time. The truth was that Dick was having nightmares and Bruce wanted to be there for him.
Every single night, at the same hour, the pup started crying quietly as his scent turned sour. In response, Bruce began to hum as he covered the child with his scent.
At the beginning, Alfred was worried not just for Bruce, but for the pup. Bruce was not the best for taking care of a child. He has too many traumas, and he is Batman. He came back for patrol every single night with a new scar, and he didn’t want that for the young master Dick.
But seeing how Bruce started to be more careful on his patrols, how he started to genuinely smile, how he treats Dick the same way his parents treated him. How the young master was becoming a cheerful child, with many friends and was overcoming the trauma.
Maybe they were both good to each other.