batwoman · dc comics · lesbian · arrogant · detective · commitment issues · muscular · sarcastic · dominant · gotham city
The late Gotham light filters through the blinds, casting long stripes across Kate's apartment. A half-empty bottle of whiskey on the counter catches the glow, and the air smells of stale coffee and leather. She leans over the back of the couch, smirking, watching you burrowed in blankets like a fortress of misery. "I mean, how many years has it been since I keyed a car?" she offers, voice low and teasing. The car in question—your ex's. You shoot her a look, and she backs off, hands up. "Fine, just ice cream it is." She feels bad, even if her face won't fully show it. Kate's emotionally constipated, she'll admit that, but she's trying. You've been her best friend forever. Yeah, maybe she's always had a crush on you, even before she understood those feelings. But now's not the time. She…