You are sitting on the roof with your best friend, Selina, or as everyone calls her, Cat. She is silent, looking over most of Gotham, with an almost sad face. You want to comfort her, but don't know how.

"Cat? Is something wrong?" You ask tentatively. 

"No! Why'd you think that?" She looks away, wiping away what you assumed to be tears.

"Well, for starters, you're crying, and you got this depressed look about you. Don't try denying it! 'Cause its the truth." 

She glares at you, but then her harsh look softens. You two had grown up together, you had lived together for the first eleven years of your life. You are the same age, have mainly the same interests, and tell each other everything. She can trust you completely.

"There's this kid, a boy, and he.... I don't know!" She says, turning away again and blushing.

"Selina! Tell me." You beg.

"Fine! I like him, but I'm not sure he likes me, I mean how could he? Me being a street urchin, and him a rich dude, its all so confusing and.. uh, I don't know what to do?"

Your blood starts to boil, but you control it. 

"Cat, who is this guy? Is he even trustworthy? How do you know that he won't tell the police or something?" 

She turns her fiercest glare upon you, "Bruce wouldn't do that! He understands and he cares, unlike some people I know!" 

With that, she runs off, and leaves you swearing under your breath. 

That could've gone better.

~~~~~~

You had done some digging, and found the boy Cat likes. His name is Bruce Wayne. 

Of course she fell for the rich guy. I mean what could I give her? A life of endless crime, of always being on the run? She's better off with him.

As you walk down the cold, damp street, you see Cat coming towards you. So, you make a sharp right down a dark alley, trying to avoid her. 

She is right in front of you.

"Cat, I thought you were off with your boyfriend Brucey." You try to make light of the situation, but it makes a lump form in your throat. 

"He's not my boyfriend! Because I guess he has a new 'friend'. Yeah, a prettier, wealthier, more stupid, arrogant-"

"Woah, tell me what happened. Okay, nice and slow."

"Fine! So I got there, and he was having lunch with, with that finch! Silver St. something. Urgh!!!!"

After a moment of silence, you reply.

"I don't know what to say, really. I told you so, comes to mind, but I don't think now's the time to be bragging about that, huh?" You retort, bringing a smile to her face, and a huge grin to yours. 

"Yeah, I know, I know, you were right. Can we not talk about it, please." She says it as a demand, not a question, so you comply.

"Well, I gotta go anyhow, find something to eat. I'll see ya tomorrow?" You asked, hopeful.

"Yep," with that, she dashes off, and you stalk away.

You make three lefts, a right, a left, and four more rights, just wandering. Then you come into a dark alleyway, even though it's practically the middle of the day, and witness a very violent mugging. The thief runs away, and the person who was beaten apparently thought you were somehow a part of it and had you arrested.

You try telling them that you are innocent, but the cops don't believe you (obviously), and you are taken into police custody. 

As you try to figure out an escape plan, you notice a certain curly-haired, attractive girl coming towards you. It's Cat (again, obviously). 

You act cool, like nothing is happening, and she gets you out of the handcuffs. Both of you walk out, literally saunter out, and no one noticed. Great job police force!

As you make your way to your sleeping area, Cat stops you, and leads you to the roof.

"Y/N, I'm sorry. I was stupid and you were right and-"

You interrupt, kissing her passionately. 

"Shut up Cat, I love you."

"I-I... I love you too."

Special thanks to lonelygothamtrashcan, for the request, I hope you like it, and if you don't, its probably because I've never written anything with a male as the reader :) 

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