i've hit people for less. / selina @ your bruce wayne
༘⋆｡ stirring the pot starters ... @gravityslingshot
SELINA KYLE IS AN ENIGMA — a woman with a checkered past, erased by the generosity of one charitable billionaire. That final goodbye, that last kiss they'd shared should have been the end of it. The Bat had hauled the bomb out of the city and over Gotham City's bay, allowing it to detonate safely away from innocent lives, taking the Batman with it. ( Bruce Wayne's life had been lost in the chaos of it all, caught in the wrong place at the wrong time. )
Never had Bruce, now a man freed of the chains of living a double life, imagined that Selina would find him. Halfway across the world, sat within an armchair by the window of his modest little flat, waits Selina one fateful night, illuminated only by the dim streetlamps outside. He isn't surprised to find the window left ajar, nor is he surprised by her presence. He'd purposefully left a trail of breadcrumbs that only she could follow, should she choose to do so. He'd just hadn't imagined that she would want to, after what he had done. After the lie he'd left her with.
Bruce moves to stand in the middle of the room, lips pulling back into a thin smile. His heart pounds within his chest — comical, especially for a man who has stared death in the eye more times than he could count. “ I know that an apology won't solve things, but ... I am sorry, Selina. For not telling you. ”
“ I've hit people for less, ” @gravityslingshot states, matter-of-factly, though she makes no move to rise from her seat.
Bruce taps a finger against his upper thigh and cocks his head. “ Is that a threat, Miss Kyle? ”
