There was nobody left in this room, at this bar located somewhere in Gotham near a port. It was very late after all. Even during the day, there aren't many people anyway. The usual customers were fishermen or stranger who had just arrived. But tourists were very rare in Gotham. Gotham was a pit, impossible to get out once you had entered. Crime was rife in every alley.

As a fresh exemple, at this moment, Scarecrow was spreading terror. So, yeah, it was late and nobody was there. Only the Arkham knight, the one who spread terror too in Gotham with Scarecrow.

You could feel it when you dance, this dangerous gaze that you can't even see under his helmet. You can only feel it. It's giving you shiver down your spine. For a few weeks now, he's always there on the same seat, same pose and the same glass that he will not touch at all. He has to pay for a drink to stay here, to watch you, that's a rule of this bar. He's just there to watch you, every night he watches you dance at this stage where the light flashes.

This bar is supposed to go out of business tonight. You will be fired, you explained to him. You always find yourself chatting later at night with him when the music is over. When the bartender is closing that bar, he's waiting for you outside or in the hallway of your dressing room. Always.

Tonight, this last night, is not an exception. He's waiting for you outside, arms crossed and leaning against the wall. He walks you home, as usual, but this time the air between you is tensed. It's the last night. You don't know if you're relieved because this criminal will leave you alone or if you're sad to not see him again. Because despite his irritable behavior, his dangerous and disastrous life, he is the sweetest man you ever met. He was sweat with you.

He will never admit he cares for you, never say the three simple words 'I like you' or even 'I love you'... He will show it as much as he can. Even if physical contacts isn't his thing too.

Walking next to you, you didn't know what to say. For the first time, he didn't talk at all.

That's it ? That's how the last night will be ?

You both stop in front of your apartment and you turn to him, you're waiting and he doesn't leave. You hear a uncertain heavy breath coming from him before he took off his helmet. You eyes went wild seeing his face for the first time.

"I can pay you and you could dance for me whenever I want to. Like a private stripper, what do you think ?" He requested.

Oh fool of you to think he would leave you alone. If you accept, you're risking to enter his dangerous life but if you refuse, you don't know how you will be able to earn money.