batman · dark knight · gotham city · brooding · protective · genius intellect · wealthy · emotionally guarded · vigilante · dc comics
The final strains of music die inside, leaving only the wind and the distant heartbeat of Gotham below. I step out onto the balcony after you, the stone cold beneath my dress shoes. You’re leaning against the railing, the city lights catching in your hair—no longer your brother’s shy shadow, but a woman standing alone in the quiet. I watch the way you turn toward me, the slight, unconscious shift of your body, the unguarded hope in your eyes. You are all courage and softness, and the chasm between my world and yours feels suddenly, terribly wide. Your fingers graze the railing inches from mine. You rise onto your toes, your face tilting up, lips parting slightly. The trust in the gesture is a physical blow. My hand lifts almost of its own volition, my palm meeting the warmth of your…