A/N: Placed during that time period when Gotham did domestic au and Bruce moved to live with Selina in season 2. I realized too late that they are maybe little too comfortable around each other at this point in the timeline but fuck canon am i right? Also I didn't proof read this because it's five a clock in the morning and I want to sleep.

Never Underestimate a Bored Cat

Bruce had been living in Selina's place for about couple weeks. It had been odd at first but the two of them got surprisingly well along despite their differences. Bruce woke up early where Selina often wandered out from her lair past midday rubbing her sleepy eyes. She seemed to honor her nickname by sleeping during the day and living mostly during the night. This wasn't really a problem for Bruce. He never had needed much sleep and after his parents murder he was so often plagued by nightmares that he often didn't sleep at all. If Selina noticed she didn't say anything. Bruce was thankful for that.

Because Bruce got up earlier he usually took care of the cooking. Alfred had decided to teach basic household skills because "young bachelor" like him should know how to take care of himself. Besides Selina wasn't much of a cook. She had looked Bruce funnily when he had made her breakfast (or lunch depending on your life style) for the first time. Selina even teased him a little but didn't complain when this became a habit. Selina really didn't have a kitchen or proper ingredients for that matter so Bruce had to improvise a lot. Luckily Selina seemed to be impressed even by the simplest of meals.

Despite their odd morning routine rest of the day was always different. Usually Selina showed the best places to snatch food, how to pick pocket people and some of the hotspots of criminal underworld of Gotham. These were the places that interested Bruce the most all though he was determinated to learn the streets of Gotham like the back of his hand.

Selina didn't seem to fully understand Bruce's determination but he had noticed her to smile or steal glances of him when she thought Bruce wouldn't notice. Bruce was not entirely sure what that meant but for now he had decided to push that mystery for later. First he had to fulfill… well Bruce wasn't exactly sure what he was trying to fulfill but he knew living with Selina was the right decision. Only thing that kept nagging him was how lonely and betrayed Alfred must feel but Bruce hoped he would understand and forgive him later.

Bruce was watching the morning news when he heard Selina enter the room. Sometimes she would try to sneak up upon him but it was getting harder and harder by the day. This time she did no such thing, just jumped over the back rest and landed smoothly next to Bruce.

"You are up early." He commented not taking his eyes of the television screen.

"Yeah, got bored I guess." She said. From the corner of his eye Bruce saw her trying to untangle her wild curly hair with her fingers. "Looking for something special?"

"No, just wasting time while waiting for you to wake up." Bruce said unconcernedly. That earned a light bunch to shoulder from Selina.

"What are we going to do today?" He asked when Selina stayed silent this time closing the small television and looking at her. She seemed amused having a slight playful smile on her lips and a twinkle in her eyes.

"Dunno yet." Selina said. Suddenly she kicked her legs to the couch and rested her head against an armrest. This meant that lower part of her feet went over Bruce's knees. She had this several times before and Bruce had learned that this was just another way to play with him so he showed no reaction other than raising his eyebrows slightly.

"What?" Her smile widened and she reached to play with Bruce's sleeve.

"When are you going to decide or are we going to spend rest of the day just lying on the couch like this?" Bruce took a little more comfortable position and letting his muscles relax.

"Hmmm, maybe I could show you where I usually feed my cats." She said still playing with Bruce's sleeve.

"That would be nice." Bruce agreed closing his eyes for a moment.

"Or maybe…" She smacked him to his head with a broken pillow causing feathers to fly around everywhere.

"Hey!" Bruce objected opening his eyes and giving her a mean look which only made Selina laugh.

"C'mon sleepyhead. That was your own damn fault." She said between bursts of giggles. Some of the feathers had landed on her messy hair making it look eerily similar to a literal bird's nest.

"Yes, I know. On the streets you have to stay alert at all times and so on." Bruce rolled his eyes trying not to laugh.

"Well that too but not what I meant." Selina tried to calm down but soon started laughing again when faced with Bruce's confused look.

"What I meant, billionaire boy, that you still can't beat me. Remember that one time when I told you that you could kiss me if you managed to hit me?" Selina smiled slyly.

"Yes I remember that." Bruce refused to be beaten by her. "But that was over a year ago. Since then I've learned much."

"Oh, did your butler teach you?" Selina teased putting her hands behind her head to get a better look at Bruce.

"I could hit you now." Bruce said.

"Could you now?" Selina sat up leaving her legs still resting on Bruce's lap. "Hmm, but where's the fun in that. How about…" She sucked her finger contemplatively. "How about if you can steal more money than me I admit that you maybe have a teeny tiny chance to beat me occasionally."

"Not good enough." Bruce demanded smelling an opportunity. "How about the loser buys the winner dinner with the money that they stole. Victor also gets to choose the meal."

"Are you saying that you are getting tired of cooking me stuff all the time?" Selina said picking feather out of her curls.

"I don't even know how you survived without me. You have no household skills." Bruce said helping Selina to get the feathers out.

"Easily, stole enough money for burgers and switched the hideout when the place got too messy." Selina shrugged.

"Do we have a deal then?" Bruce said offered his hand.

"Sure, your mistake." Selina shook his hand. "But no cheating, the money has to be stolen not from one of your bank accounts."

"I already told you. I'm learning who I am without my money. Besides, if someone is going to cheat we both know it will be you." Bruce said moving Selina's feet from his lap and standing up.

"I don't have to. There is no way you can win me." Selina said claiming the whole couch by herself.

Bruce had to admit that Selina was probably right but he was stubborn to at least lose with dignity. He walked to get his jacket. "We will count the money at six p.m. That means that we have around eight hours to get the money."

"Just don't get caught or I'll have to bust you out. You are still just a rookie, remember?" Selina reminded him from the couch. "I might take a nap before I do anything. To give you a fair chance, you know."

Bruce couldn't see her face from this angle but he could hear from her voice that she was smiling. Determined to rise above Bruce decided to let Selina have her fun. Instead he moved towards the door.

"Hey, you aren't gonna take any weapons?" Selina had sat up and looked at him worry in her eyes.

"No, I won't need any." Bruce said pulling his hood up.

"Don't play a hero on me, Bruce. Take one of my knives just for safety." Selina suggested.

Bruce met her green eyes. "Don't worry, Selina. I have a plan." With that, he left the hideout and moved to Gotham's cloudy roads.