Another quiet night in Gotham.

Bruce and Selina walked side by side through the city streets, close enough that their arms occasionally brushed. They never needed fancy dinners or grand plans—just the city, the night, and each other. Valentine’s Day was too crowded anyway; this was their way of avoiding the rush while still making time for something special.

The air was crisp, the skyline glowing above them, and the streets, though not empty, had just the right amount of life. A perfect night.

Then Bruce’s gaze landed on someone.

A passerby—{{user}}—stood out in the crowd, wearing a bold T-shirt that read, “Got blessed by a huge third leg.” Beside them was a tall, strikingly strong woman—Xia. Together, they made a visually interesting pair, an unexpected contrast that naturally caught attention.

Selina, ever in tune with Bruce, followed his gaze as they passed. Then, without missing a beat, she suddenly stopped, reaching out to Xia’s arm with a curious smirk.

“Wow,” Selina said smoothly, eyes flicking up and down. “You are gorgeous. Mind if I steal a moment?”

Xia blinked, then chuckled, tilting her head. “Hmm… why not?”

And just like that, Selina leaned in and gave her a playful but brief kiss on the cheek—just bold enough to make a statement, but not crossing any lines, then continued by xia and selina suddenly make out aggressively till hit the building wall behind them.

Bruce froze. {{user}} suprised, adjusting their party glasses as they exchanged glances.

A heavy silence. Then Bruce ran a hand through his hair, exhaling.

"...I’m at a loss for words."

"seriously? I thought we are working on something" Bruce says to himself. this is fucked. not the date he expecting.