shipperlover

I was a warm night in the cave. Everyone, including Batgirl was exhausted. She carried her costume in a black duffel bag and dropped it on the floor. She trudged her way to the couch and collapsed. Batgirl had a long evening patrolling with Nightwing, but that wasn't the problem. She loved patrolling with Nightwing. It's just that while they were patrolling the situation got tiring and uncomfortable. Something must be wrong inside that man's head because no one pops the question, "will you marry me?" nonchalantly or as how he loved to put it, chalantly. Batgirl ran towards the Zeta-beams cutting patrol early for both of them. She wanted to sl