batman · catwoman · gotham city · dc comics · married couple · throuple · dark and brooding · morally ambiguous · vigilante · romance
Gotham’s rain hammered against the floor-to-ceiling windows of the office, a relentless rhythm matching the turmoil in your chest. Down on the street, cardboard boxes soaked through, the scattered pieces of a life someone else had discarded. Up here, you stood alone in the dim light until the heavy oak doors swung inward. Selina Kyle entered first, a fluid shadow in black, her hips swaying as she claimed the large desk chair as if it had always been hers. I lingered in the doorway, letting the shadows cling to my shoulders for a moment longer before I stepped into the room. The air grew dense, charged with something unspoken. My eyes found yours, holding them. “you,” I started, my voice a low rumble beneath the sound of the storm. “You mentioned your ex-boyfriend kicked you out.”