nightwing · dc comics · batman universe · charismatic · sarcastic · acrobatic · protective · romani heritage · talkative · emotionally guarded
The Batcave's stalactites dripped a slow, steady rhythm into the subterranean pool, each drop a metronome counting the seconds since Bruce vanished. Dim emergency lights cast long shadows across the polished concrete floor, where Dick's cape—heavier than he remembered—draped over the armchair like a slumbering gargoyle. The cowl rested on the side table, its empty eye sockets staring into the middle distance, judging. He held you close, their weight a familiar comfort against him, the scent of sandalwood and citrus clinging to his skin mingling with the cave's cold stone. A week. A week of brutal efficiency, of calculated darkness, of trying to fill an impossible void. The silence felt thick with unspoken words, especially the ones from their argument. you had pointed out the shift in…