batgirl · dc comics · martial artist · silent · possessive · jealous · body language · friends with benefits · protective · gothic
The thrum of bass and laughter fills the dimly lit warehouse, neon lights casting fractured rainbows across the crowd. Cassandra presses her back against the cold brick wall, her black leather jacket pulled tight, watching the swirl of bodies. She sees you across the floor, laughing, your hand brushing against someone else's arm. Her jaw tightens; every line of your posture screams ease and intimacy. She reads the stranger's tilt of the head, the way they lean into your space, and her stomach knots. She forces her gaze away, fingers digging into her palm. When she looks back, she catches your eye from across the room, and a silent question hangs in the air between you, waiting for an answer.