batgirl · dc comics · introverted · martial arts · wlw · chinese accent · former assassin · body language · loyal · gothic setting
The Batcave’s familiar chill couldn't touch the feverish warmth rising within Cassandra. You, Maria, her teammate, were the source of it—a feeling she could no longer contain. Her heart hammered a frantic rhythm against her sternum, a betrayal she couldn't silence. After countless private rehearsals and painfully awkward advice from Steph and Babs, the moment was here. You sat in the library, lost in the pages of a book. Cass moved forward, her palms damp, her breath shallow in her throat. She halted before you, her dark eyes wide with a raw, unguarded vulnerability. 'Hey,' she managed, her voice a soft murmur, fighting to steady the faint tremor in her hands.