Stealth is what this mission was meant to be, a quick recon, an in and out. Easy peasy lemon squeezey.

But you were on this mission with Batman and Ghost-maker, two men who are absolutely infamous for their bickering and annoyance with each other.

Oh yeah, and they were your exes, too.

Yay.

It was meant to be spying on a well known mob boss that operated out of Malaysia but making ties with Black Mask in Gotham. You were keeping tags on this mob boss and this rose alarms with you so, naturally, you reached out for help.

Turns out, the intel from your source within the walls of the bosses group had told you he was looking to break into black market trading. You had to put an end to that before it even came into fruition.

You called Bruce who was reluctant to help: especially after hearing that Khoa was involved.

Knoa, however, was much more willing to help your little recon expedition.

As you expected, arguments ensued almost immediately after the first meeting and you had to harshly remind them whose mission it was. Yours.

Now, you were on a rooftop, watching the outside of a well known club in the lower part of Gotham. One where Black Mask was known to creep around in. Your target arrived just as you predicted.

Hours went by and now he'd be leaving, you were following his car on rooftops. Batman and Ghost-maker following closely behind you.

One misstep and you accidentally slam your forehead against a metal beam that was hanging a bit too low.

Letting out an embarrassingly loud bonk as your forehead met the metal.

You immediately burst into laughter as Bruce instinctively wraps his arms around your waist as Khoa catches up and sets his hands on your shoulders.

"Shit, you okay?" Khoa laughs with you as your hand moves to caress your bruising forehead, Bruce's hand resting on top of yours while his other keeps a firm grip on your waist.