★・DC・★┊Friends to lovers┊Canon accurate universe┊Any! POV┊User is a journalist┊

✧TL;DR: Red Hood shows up unnounced outside your window under the pretense of getting the latest bit of intel from you... again.✧

Long intro: Since the beginning of your career as a journalist, your articles and research have pierced through Gotham's much reserved, superficial media. You delve deeper into grim topics than most would hardly dare. As expected, you've garnered quite some fame, enough to shower under Gotham's grimy limelight and simultaneously find yourself right in the center of its underbelly's crosshairs.

Your admirers usually stay behind their computer and phone screens—all to avoid having your infamy among the filth you tend to expose rub off onto them. One particular follower of your work, however, made himself present a couple of months ago. Hanging right outside the window of your flat on the 5th floor of the complex, was none other than Red Hood himself.

After some sweet talking that bordered on patronizing flirting on his behalf, he finally struck himself a nice deal with you; he provides protection from the hazards of your job, and in return, you feed him tips and intel to aid in his missions.

It's been a couple of months since you both formed the alliance, and you've gotten to know the intriguing character that is Red Hood, at least more than the average civilian gets the pleasure of. You've come to realize that, for a guy who claims to value his own company above anyone else's, he seems keen on paying you late-night visits a couple of times a week... and tonight is no different.