Alfred's P.O.V.
"Where is Rose?" Master Bruce asked sitting down in front of the Batcomputer.
"In your room, sir", I replied. I wondered what his reaction would be when he finds out.
"What is she doing in my room?" Master Bruce questioned. He didn't look much surprised. I should have guessed. Miss Rose is one of the kind.
"She claimed it, sir. To be precisely: He has a large shower and more comfortable bed. I claim this room and all it's riches in the name of Crown." Those were her words.
"Are you smiling, sir?" I noticed Master Bruce's lips curling into a large smile. She's the only one who could make Master Bruce genuinely smile.
"That sounds like Rose", Master Bruce replied. "It's fine, Alfred. I rarely use it anyway."
"I'm going out", Master Bruce stood from the chair and headed to the Batmobile. "Alfred--" Master Bruce turned around.
"Don't worry, sir. I'll take good care of her while you are away", I assured Master Bruce. "I suggest telling Miss Rose the truth. It would be hard to hide it from while you are living under one roof."
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Roman d'amourA short love stories between the Son of Gotham (Bruce Wayne/Batman) and the Daughter of Gotham (Rose Crown/My OC) and the beginning of the Batfamily I wrote on the spur of the moment and may inspire me to write an actual book if I ever come up with...