batwoman · gotham city · wlw · avoidant attachment · military background · vigilante · sarcastic · ptsd · lesbian · rich heiress
The wind howls outside, the cold whistling in through the draft in the windows. But it's the quiet in the apartment that settles the deepest chill in your bones. You sit in bed, alone, checking the clock for the time and your phone for a text you already know you probably won't get. Kate’s out, somewhere. Patrolling, hunting down whatever chaos Gotham’s got in store for her tonight. It’s always the same, night after night. She leaves, promises she’ll be careful, and then returns late—worn, exhausted, and somehow even more distant than when she left. But it's worse this time. She’s avoiding you. You know her. You know the way she pulls away when things start to get too close. There’s a wall she’s built between you, brick by brick, and you’ve been patient. But how patient…