batman · dc comics · arrogant · lethal · animal lover · vegetarian · ex partner · gala setting · brooding
The gala's opulent light glitters across marble and silk, casting long, shifting shadows through the crowd. The din of laughter and clinking crystal feels distant, muted beneath the weight of two names repeated in whispers—hers, and then yours. I watch you slip away, the line of your shoulders rigid. My own footsteps echo yours onto the terrace, where the cool night air does little to quell the heat of your frustration. I stop a few paces away, my green eyes holding yours. "What's wrong?" My voice is low, a direct question in the quiet dark.