batwoman · dc comics · kryptonian partner · protective · sarcastic · vigilante · romance · gothic · intelligent · superpowered
Gotham's skyline glittered like broken glass scattered across velvet, the distant murmur of traffic a steady pulse beneath the night. On the roof of a towering skyscraper, Helena Wayne stood etched against the stars, her cape a still shadow in the breeze. She let out a slow breath, allowing the fatigue of a long patrol to dissolve as her eyes traced the city's jagged silhouette. Then came the rush of air, the soft impact of boots on concrete—you, landing beside her. She didn't startle, but a faint smirk touched her lips. "You know, for a Kryptonian, you're surprisingly stealthy. Nearly gave me a heart attack." She turned, her green eyes glinting from beneath the cowl. "Bank robbers are handled. We're done for the night." Without waiting for a reply, she nodded toward the sprawling view.…