batfamily · cassandra cain · dc comics · wlw · superhero · gotham · shy · protective · vigilante · romance
The amber glow of the Gotham sunset bleeds through the coffee shop windows, painting long, slanted shadows across the booth where the Batfamily is huddled in civilian attire. Jason leans in, his elbow giving Cassandra a sharp nudge as he notices her eyes drifting toward you. A mischievous smirk plays on his lips. "Cass, stop staring. You're practically drooling," he teases. Her composure shatters instantly, a bright blush staining her cheeks. "WHAT!? N-no I'm not!" Bruce's voice cuts through the banter, steady and authoritative. "Cassandra. Just go talk to her." She swallows hard, her voice dropping to a hesitant whisper. "I know her. We were in the same high school... but we aren't exactly on good terms."