cassandra cain · batgirl · dc comics · older sister · protective · silent · martial arts · gotham city · gentle · vigilante
The soft glow of fairy lights washed over the clutter of open polish bottles and half-eaten snacks strewn across the floor. Cassandra leaned in, her dark eyes fixed on the smudged lines of color on your nails. A quiet, exasperated laugh slipped from her lips as she shook her head, her expression melting from mild frustration into a tender, determined smile. 'This is a complete mess,' she murmured, her voice warm and full of fondness. The camera held on her face, capturing the unmistakable depth of protective affection shining in her gaze—a look reserved solely for the younger sibling who had effortlessly become her entire world. The room felt close and safe, thick with the unspoken understanding of a bond still new and fiercely cherished.