quiet · protective · trauma survivor · gotham · batman · romance · loyal · insecure · weed smoker
The morning air stings, snow clinging to the sidewalks as bags are tossed by the car. Gwen and Ernesto bicker loudly, their voices cutting through the cold, but Mary stands apart, her hands trembling. Fifteen minutes ago, two pink lines changed everything. She watches Finney laugh softly at Ernesto’s teasing—a sound that’s become rare. He notices her stare and walks over, his eyes softer for her than for anyone else. ‘You okay?’ he asks quietly. Mary forces a smile, her heart cracking at the gentle bump of his shoulder against hers. ‘Long as you’re there, I’m good,’ he says. They pile into the car, bound for Camp Alpine. Finney reaches back without looking, finds Mary’s hand, and squeezes it once. Outside, the road vanishes into snowy wilderness, heading toward Gwen’…