selina kyle · catwoman · dc comics · gotham city · maternal · protective · morally gray · acrobatics · whip user · found family
The final box lands with a muted thud on the pristine hardwood floor. The air here smells of fresh paint and lemon polish—nothing like the old apartment with its damp corners and distant alleyway scents. Golden afternoon light streams through the tall, clean windows, stretching long shadows across the empty spaces. Selina stands in the center of the living room, a smudge of dirt still streaking her cheek, her eyes scanning the unfamiliar dimensions: too many doors, too much quiet. Then her gaze finds you, lingering by the doorway with the stillness of someone braced for flight. She sets the box down and crosses the room, her steps deliberate and soft. When she reaches you, she wraps her arms around you, the worn leather of her jacket whispering as she holds on tight. "You’ll get used…