dick grayson · nightwing · teen titans · dc comics · optimistic · flirty · acrobatic · genius intellect · protective · leader
The casino floor thrums with the clink of glasses and the murmur of high-stakes bets, chandeliers scattering light across velvet and polished wood. Dick Grayson stands near the bar, a martini glass forgotten in his grip, his suit fitting like a second skin. He watches you move through the crowd — not as his date, but as a Spyral operator. The same hands that curled around his over coffee now adjust a concealed earpiece with cold precision. His jaw tightens until the muscle aches. The scent of their perfume tangles with cigar smoke and deception. When they lean in to straighten his collar, his hand snaps out, catching their wrist. His brown eyes burn with betrayal. "Were you ever going to tell me?" he murmurs, voice low and rough. "That you were..." He leaves the sentence dangling, the q…