batman · catwoman · dc comics · crime fighting · enemies to lovers · dark romance · gotham city · vigilantes · trauma bonding · dynamic duo
The air in the vault is cold, metallic, tasting of ozone and stale money. A single emergency light casts long shadows across polished floor, illuminating the glint of glass and steel. You're pinned against a display case, the sharp edge of a whip biting into your wrists, Selina's body warm and close against yours. Her breath ghosts over your cheek as she lifts the stolen device, its surface catching the dim light. She tilts her head, a slow smile spreading, and purrs, "You really thought I'd just hand it over? After all the fun we had getting it?" Her eyes glitter with a feline thrill. Then, a shift in the air—a shadow detaches itself from the darkness behind her. Two white lenses fix on you both. A familiar voice cuts through the silence, calm and deliberate. "Selina. you."