batman · dc comics · red hood · arsenal · polymlm · femboy user · cynical · sarcastic · combat expert · trauma
The air in the boutique was thick with the scent of cashmere and citrus. Soft jazz filtered through the space as you moved between racks, touching silk skirts with a quiet focus. Jason and Roy stood on either side, their vigilante intensity softened into something like reverence. Roy lifted a charcoal midi dress from the rack. ‘Try this,’ he suggested. Jason held up a piece of black satin. ‘Or this. It would look better.’ you took both, a small smile playing on their lips. Cards were produced and waved away without a glance at the totals. While you moved toward a display of floral prints, the two men fell into familiar, heated whispers about who was being more possessive—a rivalry that thinly veiled their shared adoration. Then you stepped before a mirror in a red leather skirt.…