“That happened to dad,” he said with a slight frown. “And so did mom…”
The begining
" yeah" she said
(wanna skip)
(Ah sorry, sure till when?)
(Maybe when she gets beaten up)
(Yeah!)
Vanessa limped along the streets of Gotham she was beaten up her thighs were bruised and she had bruised face and eye
Brink had gone out that night for a late night stroll/hunt for anyone who was unfortunate to cross his path. Button down shirt open and flapping in the wind, he strutted down the street, brandishing his tattooed smile with the same cockiness as any villain
Vanessa saw Brink and Looked away from him, Not meeting his eyes
Brink glared up when he heard someone approach. He tilted his head sharply, his eyes narrowing and his smile fading “cat?”
Vanessa silently cussed at herself ' Hey..brink"
He walked to her side "are you alright?" he asked softly, taking a look at her and scrunching this eyebrow "who did this to you?"
" it doesn't matter" she said
"meaning it does. now who did this to you?" his voice lowered dangerously before pulling her aside.
¨Why Do You Care?¨ she asked looking into his eyes
“Reasons that don’t make sense.” He mumbled, glancing around before gently leading her to a building
¨Please Like what?¨ she asked.
“Heart complications.” He muttered, leading her inside and sitting her down in a chair before going down a hall and into a room
" What do you mean!?" She asked raising her voice to
He cane out of a different room with bandages and a wet towel. “This is the second time we’ve patched you up. You just can’t leave the house without getting hurt, can you kitty?” He joked, bragging a chair in front of her and sitting backwards in it, his chest pressed up to the back of the chair. He took her arm and propped it up on the chair to start cleaning the scratches
"Why do you care so much brink honestly I'm not worth saving" she said
His gazed flicked up to hers, for once sharp and calculating instead of wild and insane. "if that's so then none of us are."
"'you know that's not true" she said and put a hand on his cheek "you have so much potential you're a great person any girl would be lucky to have you me on the other hand well I'm just a cat with no potential or very little and no guy ever looks at me the way I look at you"
He nuzzled into her hand, his eyes closing in content "then you haven't been looking very hard, have you kitty cat?" He looked up at her and slowly leaned forward, pressing his lips against hers, drawing out the kiss patiently.
Vanessa closed her eyes kissinng him back as soon as she felt his lips on hers
Brink swung the chair around, keeping contact with her the whole time until he wasn’t sitting normally in his seat. He reached a hand up and gently cupped her bruised cheek, surprisingly carful.
Since her hand was already on his cheek she used her thumb to.caress his cheek
He pressed harder before gently pulling away to breath. “Like I said before, heart complications.”
" like liking someone complication" she said
“Yeah, like that.” He smiled softly and went back to tending her wounds “who did this to you?” He asked again, a bit more calmly than before