He never thought he’d get a soulmate, so when he felt he tug and saw the bright red taut string he naturally followed it. Bruce almost couldn’t believe as the red string led him to a shorter person dressed in black. Their make-up was dark and heavy and they wore big black boots making it hard to tell their actual height. My breath caught in my throat as they turned and I saw their face

They had piercings

They dressed all goth.

fuck

‘How could I possibly ever take them with me to a gala?’… ‘How would the media and Gotham elite tear them up?’… ‘What if they don’t want me because I’m not like that?’ my mind raced as my body moved on auto-pilot, reaching out and carefully brushing their shoulder

“Excuse me?” he said, his voice sounding calm and collected despite the storm in his mind, he lifted his hand, gesturing to the red string joining the two of you together.