Please post more of your Dan in Arkham series please!!! it is so good and I love it so much. Could we maybe get a glimpse of the first meeting?
(Hell yeah!!)
Dan’s eyes widened.
The man in front of him was lean and lithe, clad in blue and black with an even more gorgeous soul underneath. His soul was bright and free, beautiful like a dove in a clear summer sky. The purity and goodness of it almost made Dan sick to the stomach, if it didn’t make his mouth water even more.
The man turned around, noticing the chill and then frowned at him, looking at him up and down. Dan just smirked, enjoying the attention and observing him right back, eyes specifically drawn to the mask. Was this man a hero?
Ugh.
Of course he was.
He was very lucky that his soul seemed delicious and he was easy on the eyes. Otherwise, even with his promise to Jazz, Dan would’ve just completely ignored him, if not beating him up.
The hero finally said, “Sorry, do I know you? If you’re new here, let me warn you. There’s a no meta rule here in Gotham.”
“I am new here,” Dan said. “Maybe you could show me around?”
The hero blinked, before his lips twitched. Then he forcefully frowned and said, “Sorry, I have a policy of no flirting while on the job. Can’t afford any distractions after all!”
“You think I’m a distraction?” Dan purred. He leaned in closer and said sweetly, “The name’s Wraith. What’s yours, hero?”
“Nightwing,” the hero said. “And you’re definitely not supposed to be here, Wraith.”
Dan grinned, his fangs showing. Nightwing shivered and stared at him with wide eyes from behind the domino. Dan purred, “Want to fight me for it? If you win, I’ll leave. If I win… hmmm, you owe me.”
Nightwing narrowed his eyes. Two slender sticks slid into his hands in an instant and Dan eyed them with sudden wariness.
“Deal,” he said, and then he swung with a wild smirk. Dan dodged and grinned at him, just as savagely.
Yes, they’d get along wonderfully.
… he had thought, several hours before he accidentally set a building on fire in the middle of his fight with Nightwing. He had gotten a tad arrogant and had hoped to distract Nightwing with it, but only drew his ire as the hero gasped in horror at the sight of the empty apartment alit with green flames.
“Alright, fun’s over. I’m beating your ass and hauling you to jail,” Nightwing said, a sharp glare on his face.
Dan almost whined like a petulant child. That was barely any damage! “It’s an abandoned building! No one even died!”
“You’re still going to be arrested for destruction of property,” the hero said, although he did seem a tad more relaxed. Now he just sounded exasperated and was squinting at him with his head tilted to the side, probably listening to whatever woman was on the other side of the hearing piece.
Dan was especially annoyed at the interloper in between him and Nightwing’s fight.
However, he still responded flirtatiously, “Only if you’re the one to put the handcuffs on me.”
Half an hour later, as Dan was carted off to Arkham, he couldn’t help but curse to himself, glaring at the head cuffs on his wrists.
How come no one told him that pretty, good boys were his one and only weakness?!
