Day 3- Scars

They both have them. Some visible along their skin (hands, arms, everywhere), others no one can see but themselves.

There are tiny, nearly imperceptible things crisscrossing Selina's lower back. Bruce only notices one day as he's placing wet kisses down along the curve of her spine. Her skin is smooth, near flawless, except for those little white lines scattered on her waist and hips. There's one running down her calf, another by a shoulder blade.

He doesn't ask what happened. This thing between them is still too new and they're still too wary of the other. Neither talks a lot. At least not about anything that truly matters. And yet, they understand each other in a way no one else does, in a way no one else can.

The masks might have thrown them into the same world, but Selina suspects it's the scars that keep them together.

She's not sure how she feels about that.