The sun was setting over the city, painting everything in shades of gold and crimson. You sat on the couch, heart hammering in your chest, knowing what you had to do—but terrified of the fallout. Both women stood before you: Barbara Gordon, sharp, intelligent, and ever-so-slightly intimidating, and Starfire, radiant, fiery, with a presence that could light up the darkest room.
“So,” Barbara said, arms crossed, voice calm but expectant. “Are you going to tell us?”
Starfire tilted her head, her glowing eyes full of curiosity. “Yes! You keep speaking in riddles. Speak plainly, child.”
You swallowed, words caught in your throat. “I… I need to choose.”
Barbara raised an eyebrow, the ever-judicious one. “Well, that’s straightforward enough.”
Starfire’s smile was bright, her hands clasped in front of her, radiating excitement and anticipation. “Yes! Tell us, who will you choose to be your companion in life and heart?”
You hesitated, scanning their faces. Barbara’s intelligence, her quick wit, the way she made you feel grounded even when the world was falling apart… and Starfire’s warmth, her raw energy, the way she made everything feel alive and vibrant…
You swallowed again. “It’s not… that simple.”
Barbara frowned slightly. “It never is with you. But simplicity is required sometimes.”
Starfire leaned forward, curious. “We are your friends, your protectors. We wish for your happiness.”
Your heart thumped. “I know… and I love you both.”
Barbara blinked. “Excuse me?”
Starfire’s expression faltered. “Love… both?”
You took a deep breath. “Yes. I… I choose both of you.”
The world seemed to pause for a moment. Barbara’s jaw dropped, while Starfire’s glowing eyes widened almost comically.
“WHAT??” they shouted in perfect unison.