Second
Ragdoll didn't understand when this… feeling… started to itch itself inside his chest.
But what he did know was this: he didn't like it.
Not one bit.
Every time Batman "graced" them with his presence the whole atmosphere shifted. And it wasn't because the Bat would interfere in his heist. Nope, that wasn't it—mostly. The thing that really bugged him was how she'd instantly be drawn to the Dark Knight like a cat is to cream. As if they had some type of… thing. Then he'd feel that sharp prick in his chest and—
He absolutely hated being second.
Ironic that this is the second chapter, I know. And even more so because it's February 2 (I swear, I just noticied that).
Penny for your thoughts?