you and barbara used to date.. but that was way back then.

you’ve moved on, her.. not so much. what made it worse was you both still had to see eachother every single day.

the two of you were propped on a rooftop, watching the gotham streets. barbara couldnt help herself. in the corner of your eye, you could see her green eyes- softly gaze at you.

she would find herself getting lost in the sight of you, almost forgetting about the patrol or whatever mission you both were on. you’d have to remind her every now and then, but she was under the impression you had no clue she was staring. a simple
‘notice anything?’
from you about the patrol is what snapped her out of it.

“oh.. right.” she muttered under her breath. “..i don’t see anything out of the ordinary. gothams just being.. gotham.”