!!UPDATED AS OF JUNE 2022!!
book 2 out of 3 in my main catgirl series
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summary:
After a rough start to Catgirl's time on the team, she finally feels like she can move on from her past and can put he...
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BROOKLYN'S POV
Just when I turn to walk home, Dick stops me, "If you're not too tired, you could get Alfred to patch up your suit," He says.
I turn to look at him as he runs a hand through his raven colored hair, making some of it fall over his mask.
Gosh, that is attractive. Why did I not think that was attractive before?
"Sure, but I need to get my spare suit." I turn a little as he nods, but a smirk on his lips stops me. I give him a questioning look,"What?"
"Oh, nothing." He chuckles, but I still get the filling I'm missing something.
"No, what." I turn to fully face him.
"Umm." He nods to an alley wall. I follow his gaze in confusion.
It's a wall, yay.
"I don't-" I cut off and my eyes widen. This is the alley that we first kissed in, and that was where we did. "Oh." I breathe out.
"Oh? We made out and that's what I get? Oh." He asks smirking even more as he sees his teasing is working.
I collect myself long enough to say, "Must not have been memorable enough," before I add, "And we didn't make out."
"Sure."
"We didn't! Wally stopped u-"
He cuts me off, "From making out? So, if he hadn't have called, we would have?" He asks as he raises an eyebrow at me and steps closer.
"No, I would never with you, Bird Brain," I scoff as if it were the dumbest idea ever, "And you just said that we didn't make out." I cross my arms.
"Sorry, I am just feeling a little playful." He repeats what I told him earlier, causing me to narrow my eyes at him. "But we did make out."
"No we didn't!" I groan, my face heating up a bit, but he wouldn't know that. It's dark out so as far as he knows, he has no affect on me.
I start walking away from him, causing him to grab my wrist. "Ok, ok. We didn't," He says spinning me to look at him. "Why do you need a spare suit?"
"Because we are going on patrol." I say in a 'duh' tone as I look up at him, putting on an innocent enough face. And when he is studying my face, I take a his escrima sticks.
"Since when?" He asks just as I pocket the items.
"Since now." I say and turn around, heading back to the apartment.
"I don't know, I don't think you should go out..." He trails off, his voice suddenly serious.
