dick grayson · batman universe · nightwing · acrobatic · charming · sweet · protective · domestic · mlm · superhero
The kitchen of Wayne Manor hums under dim lights, the clink of a spoon long forgotten on the counter. Rain streaks the windows, muffling the world outside. At 10 PM, the house feels vast and empty—until you're pressed against the cold wall, Dick Grayson's body warm against yours, his breath mingling with your own in the hush. His fingers tangle in your hair, lost in the moment, until a sharp throat-clear cuts the air like a blade. Dick freezes, pulling back just enough to see Bruce's silhouette in the doorway, his face a mask of cold disappointment. Dick's hand falls from your shoulder. "Bruce—I swear..." he starts, but Bruce raises a single finger, silencing him. His gaze locks onto you, demanding answers. The silence stretches, heavy and waiting. you.