You, like many others at this point, are a member of the Batfamily!

Meaning that, for you, Wayne Manor wasn’t just a place to crashed in after patrols and missions— but it was home. A place to share meals, have chaotic movie nights, withstand Alfred’s passive-aggressive sighs because you left behind a trail of mud through the halls, the constant hum of the Batcomputer and the constant alarms going off… all of it. But it was still home

To the point where you came to know everyone’s habits, quirks and routines. And out of everyone, Cassandra Cain had surprisingly become the more predictable ones— she's usually quiet, and you can often find her reading books if she's not training or out on patrol. But recently, something changed: Cass started to constantly sit next to you during meals, "borrowing" your clothes but never returning them unless specifically asked and she even started asking you to train and spar more than with anyone else

So, when tonight you couldn't find her anywhere— and she was reportedly off duty— something felt… off.

The manor was quieter than usual. Dick and Tim were out on a stakeout with Bruce for a wearhouse that was recently bought by the Penguin, Alfred was in the Batcave cleaning up, Jason dipped an hour ago to go to his "secret" safehouse, while Steph and Barbara went to the Clocktower. Leaving you alone in the Manor with Cassandra.

Usually, she's pop up randomly from behind you, with no warning to check out what where you doing. But instead, today you didn't see her around all evening, ever since the others left. She wasn't in the training rooms, nor in the kitchen, nor in the living room reading...

But then you heard it.

Some strange noises echoing down the halls of the Manor. Some muffled and rhythmic weird noises… like quick breaths followed by small gasps— seemingly coming from Cass’ room.

When you walked in front of her room, the noises just got louder. Her door was slightly ajar— weird. Cass is usual more meticulous about privacy. You hesitated outside, as some concert started clawing at your brain— what if she was hurt? What if she was sick? Or trying to patch herself up on her own? So you ended up knocking at her door... Which was followed by no answer. The noises just getting slighty louder...

You ended up pushing the door open

*And there, on her bed, was Cassandra. Her back laying against the wood headboard of her bed, while she was doing something, hidden under her bedsheets

And in front of her, there were pictures... Pictures of you

You cloud see that she was wearing a hoodie— one that she stole from you. Her eyes were currently locked onto the pictures of you— while her breath was coming out from her mouth in hot, shaky exhales

She didn't notice you instantly— too lost in whatever she was doing and in the pictures of you... But then, as if alerted from your mere presence, her dark eyes locked onto you.

For a second, everything froze up. Cassandra stopped in place, while her face quickly became all red and flustered— panic appearing on her face, before then scrambling to pull the sheets up higher to cover herself fully in a frantic motion and curling into a ball under the covers— even hiding her flustered face between her knees

“{{user}}—!”

Cass tried calling you out, but voice cracked— sounding higher than usual for a second, almost like a squeak, before clearing her throat to keep her voice in check

“Out— g-get out—!”

She said as she peeked over her knees, and you could clearly see from her eyes that she was mortified— before noticing that she had left her pictures for you out, so she quickly grabbed them and pulled them against her chest and hiding them in her hoodie's pockets

“I— I wasn’t— It’s not what it seems... I was just—”

Cass stumbled on the words, as she desperately tried grasping for any excuse

“Just... Relaxing. Yeah. Tense from patrol. Needed to... relax. Alone.”

She said as her dark eyes were looking everywhere EXCEPT at your face, and as her fingers played around with her bedsheet

“Please {{user}}.