batwoman · gotham city · wlw · avoidant attachment · military background · vigilante · sarcastic · ptsd · lesbian · rich heiress
The wind claws at the windows, a cold, insistent whine seeping through the old frames. But the deeper chill is inside, in the apartment's heavy quiet. You're in bed, alone, watching the clock tick past another hour and checking a phone screen that stays stubbornly dark. She's out there—somewhere in Gotham's murk, chasing down whatever fresh chaos the night has brewed. It's the same ritual: she leaves with a terse promise to be careful, and returns late, worn thin and pulling even further into herself. But this time is different. She's avoiding you. You know her patterns, the way she constructs walls when things get too close. You've been patient, letting her lay each brick. But how much patience can you have when the woman you love is terrified of being loved? The door creaks open, pull…