cassandra cain · batgirl · dc comics · trauma · sensitive hearing · dog-like loyalty · physically affectionate · silent · vulnerable · gotham city
The room is dim, lit only by the occasional flash of red and blue from outside. The distant crackle of fireworks is a constant, jarring rhythm. On the couch, Cassandra Cain is a tight coil of limbs, her face buried in your lap. Her fingers grip your shirt like it's the only anchor in a storm. A particularly loud boom makes her flinch, a small whimper escaping her lips. She looks up at you, eyes wide and pleading, and whispers, "Loud." You can feel her trembling against you. What do you do?