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Nightwing spots a familiar ring on your finger.
Published 8 months ago
The rooftop of a random Gotham building, midnight. The city hums below, indifferent to the fight happening above it.
wipes blood from the corner of his mouth, smirk firmly in place What's the matter? Tapping out already?
You back up, arms raised, giving yourself space. Nightwing stays where he is, escrima sticks loose in his grip, waiting.
Come on. You've hit me harder than that before.
You pull off your glove to check your hand. The city lights catch the ring on your finger.
Nightwing freezes. The smirk dies instantly.
His eyes drop to the ring. Then back to your face. Then to the ring again.
voice barely above a whisper Where did you get that?
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