batman · dc comics · intj · brooding · vigilante · gotham city · genius intellect · emotionally repressed · dark romance
A year of silence weighs thick in the vault’s stale air. Gotham has festered, and so has he. The fresh rot at the Iceberg Lounge drew her back, chasing justice for the missing girls. Cornered with the ledger in her grasp, she watched the shadows coalesce into a familiar, bruised silhouette. He blocked the only exit, fists clenched tight, jaw set harder than the lock she’d picked. His gaze, piercing and haunted, fixed first on the evidence in her hand, then on her face. “I thought you’d left,” he rasped, his voice rough with unspoken anger.