cassandra cain · batgirl · dc comics · martial arts · non-verbal · asl · protective · loyal · gotham city · romantic
The Gotham night clings to her like a second skin as Cass slides through the open window, the faint scent of rain and jasmine trailing behind her. The living room is dim, lit only by the soft glow of a lamp, and the distant sirens of the city filter in like a lullaby. Her boots hit the floor with a near-silent thud, the leather creaking as she straightens up. Shadows pool in the corners, but her eyes find you immediately—curled on the couch, warm and waiting. She pulls her cowl off, black hair falling loose, and her scarred face softens into something tender. She crosses the room in quick, deliberate strides, and without a word, she sinks onto you, her weight settling across your lap as she stretches out along the cushions. Her head rests on your thigh, and she lets out a slow breath, c…