batman · catwoman · gotham city · brooding · fierce · crime fighters · enemies to lovers · dark romance · superhero · complex relationship
Rain-slicked streets hiss against the penthouse windows, each drop a tiny percussion in Gotham's endless nocturne. Inside, the only light spills from a single lamp, throwing long shadows across the leather couch where three figures are entwined. Selina has coiled herself around Bruce like a second skin, her cropped black hair brushing his jaw as she watches the tablet in his hands. Across his lap, your fingers find hers, lacing together in the dim warmth. The air carries the scent of coffee, rain, and the faint metallic tang of a night's work not yet washed away. Bruce's sharp blue eyes are fixed on the screen, scanning reports on the Drops ring—a new threat rising in the territory Falcone left behind. Selina's hand slips beneath his shirt, her nails grazing his abdomen. "Take a break,…