You ran back to your apartment, not wanting anybody to see you, especially not Guardian. That would cause a fight that you didn't want in your life. Especially since what you were doing was like being a vigilante for the mafia. You did clean up the streets a bit, but you mainly made it a bit easier for your employer to run the streets.
"Stop!" You were spooked by the voice and tripped, skidding and rolling across the pavement. You opened your eyes to see James standing above you, a look of hurt on his eyes. "What are you doing out here?"
"My job." You said and he helped you up. "Don't you dare fucking tell me that you aren't okay with me doing the same thing as you because remember who I had raising me."
"It's not that, it's the fact that you didn't tell me. I could have gotten Winn to help you make a suit to help you, at least a bit of protection." James said and you didn't want to tell him who you were working for. "Also, how do you find these people?"
"That's none of your business." You said trying to run off, but James catching you before you could. He didn't let go and decided your relationship was probably good enough to stand this. "I work for a mafia of sorts."
"Of sorts?"
"Yeah, they give me people to take out and I do it. Before you call me a hitman, all of the deaths were accidental." You said and he gave you a look. "I'm trying to make the streets better, all of the people I've been after, they're criminals. Rapists, drug dealers, abusers, all people that have walked free for some reason."
"You could have been seriously hurt." James said and you hugged him. "Does cat know?"
"Yes, she approved. She knows what I'm doing and who I'm working for." You said and James nodded. "Also, don't interfere."
"What if I want to keep tabs on you?"
"You'll end up getting hurt." You said and he scoffed. "Seriously James, this is my thing, not yours."
"I want to make sure you're safe." James said and you lifted your shirt to reveal Kevlar. "They can shoot you other places too."
"I'll deal with that when it happens." You said angry with him. "Can you just let me do something for myself for once?"
"You're practically a criminal."
"So are you."
"I'm not a criminal." James said and you disappeared into the night, done with his bullshit.
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Supergirl Preferences and Imagines
FanfictionMainly female characters and Winn because Winn is adorable and should be protected at all costs. Mon-El will not be written for because he's a douchebag and I hate him. Also, I'm taking requests and will be doing one shots as well so ask away.
