s/o scenarios from my gotham city reality
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♱ slow dancing . . . when you think nobody is around, you slow dance with the fireplace radiating heat. as rain softly hits the windows surrounding you, you begin to believe that life cannot get much calmer than this
♱ rooftops . . . you sneak out of the manor late into the night when you think bruce has left for patrol, choosing to venture into the city and find a rooftop to sit down on. you two talk for hours, even when you know bruce is watching
♱ gala . . . matching outfits at one of bruce's galas, sparking nonstop rumours from the press — with no response from bruce's representatives, obviously ("is gotham's richest bachelor, bruce wayne, finally a father-in law?! we have the inside scoop!")
♱ scarves . . . borrowing his scarf when you fail to dress appropriately for the weather, and to your surprise, he doesn't mind if you keep it
♱ subtle . . . all of your touches in the public eye must be subtle. when you're studying in gotham university's library, your knees touch just enough to send sparks down your spine. similarly, you touch each other's hands just subtly enough when sitting in the manor's living room that no one takes notice. yet, it is enough to cause a blush to rise on your cheeks
♱ annotation . . . passing annotated books back and forth, with notes specifically meant for one another. after implementing this unspoken system (which arose from your two-person book club you created), you read sixteen books in one month
♱ ferris wheel . . . before you go on patrol that night, you attend the fair that's currently in gotham. before you leave, you choose to go onto the ferris wheel so that you can have that classic couple experience (even though you secretly hate that stupid ride). to your surprise (and distaste), you get stuck at the top
♱ it's just a dream . . . as if in tandem, you two dream of a life where there is no crime, no suffering, no relentless mission for something greater. only happiness, only tranquility, only peace. this is a life you know you both will never be able to achieve, but you allow the dream to linger for just a few minutes longer. in another life, you get to experience this together
♱ miniature portrait . . . they keep a miniature portrait of your eyes on their person constantly, never daring to forget it or leave it at home. their most treasured possession
♱ mona lisa . . . you know how much they love art, considering that their own artwork lines the walls of your room. thus, when you are finally able to travel as a couple (albeit, on what bruce calls "official wayne family business" to you both), you plan an entire day surrounding the best art museums you can find. to the happiness of your lover, they promise to give this back to you tenfold
♱ desire pollen . . . while he's on a takedown with bruce, you patrol the city with tim. over the comms, bruce makes it sound like everything is normal and ivy is now in custody at arkham. weirdly enough, though, your lover does not sound as typically composed and stoic. you later discover, after he requests you meet him at the manor, that he inhaled some of ivy's desire pollen
♱ cuts and bruises . . . taking care of each other's cuts and bruises after a long, hard night of patrol. the criminals you dealt with were not playing around that night, so you both spend the early morning hours tending to the various cuts, bruises, and grime now littering your bodies. a bonding activity, you tell yourself
