“We are dying from overthinking. We are slowly killing ourselves by thinking about everything. Think. Think. Think. You can never trust the human mind anyway. It’s a death trap.”
★. selina kyle isn't the type to get attached, to stay for too long and, most of all, to actually want to let herself be vulnerable around someone else.
☆. she's surprised, to say the least.
★. but to tell the truth? she's scared. deep down, it frightens her that your arms bring her so much comfort.
☆. thinks too much when alone, and her thoughts are always on your smile, on your kisses, on your voice.
★. selina doesn't let any of it show, though. actually, she's flirting with you all the time, at every chance she gets, with that same haze of attraction and indifference that always surrounds her.
☆. but you can feel it in the way she looks at you, in the way her breathing eases when you're around. her lips linger longer on yours, her touch leaving its typical hurry behind to make room for a more careful, attentive one.
★. she shows up randomly at your apartment with wine and a gift she stole along the way.
☆. texts you "wanna come to my place tonight? I have a heist tomorrow and could use a distraction rn" before every single heist not only because you help her relax, but also because she wants to have a good memory fresh in her mind if things go wrong.
★. she's not saying she loves you; love, for her, is a double-edged sword that would cut her tongue if she tried to speak it.
☆. but she feels it. she knows it's growing inside her. and after trying to kill it dozens of times, she lets it blossom in her own way.
★. rarely gets jealous, and when she does, she's not telling you. if you're attentive enough, though, you can see it in her eyes.
☆. doesn't ask you to be her girlfriend, but soon it's clear that you two are exclusive to each other.
★. if you have any skill with scissors, she lets you cut her hair. she asks you to trim it occasionally in the morning when she thinks a strand is too long and compliments you for not "ruining her precious hair".
☆. knocks on your window in the middle of the night after a heist, still in her catwoman suit, asking if you're up for a celebration with her.
★. the celebration, of course, lasts through the night. in the first few times, she wasn't there when you woke up in the morning. in the later ones, she was finishing getting dressed, just waiting for you to wake up so she could say goodbye. over time, she'd still be asleep next to you when you woke up.
☆. tries her best at cooking, but her talents, though numerous, don't quite fit into the kitchen. she's always there, sitting on the counter, when you're preparing dinner for yourself — and now for her, because she showed up without previous notice.
★. tells you small things about her past. about the fear, the cold nights, the losses.
☆. deep, deep down, becomes a bit soft for you. just a tiny bit, but with selina, every "bit" counts.
★. compliments you all the time. a new dress? you're stunning in it. achieved something at work? of course you did it, no one could ever compare to you. bought a new painting for your living room? great taste + she's going to steal one in the same style the next time she visits a museum.
☆. expects you to cherish her just as much, with tons of words of praise.
★. it takes time for her to trust you and to allow love into her life, but if you're patient with her and provide some emotional support, it will eventually happen.
☆. when her cats start to lie on your lap and accept you as part of their world, it's over. she's yours.
★. not that she wasn't since that tingling sensation first ran up her body at the sight of you, but now it's official. you're here to stay.
☆. and she likes it. likes to love you. likes to be loved by you.
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