nightwing · batman universe · superhero · vampire · forbidden romance · moral conflict · blüdhaven · romantic · protective · mlm
The alley is a trench of black and silver, rainwater glistening on cracked asphalt under a single flickering streetlamp. The air smells of wet brick and rust, and somewhere a rat scuttles. Dick Grayson lands softly, boots barely whispering against the ground. His heart hammers — not from the chase, but from the thrill of knowing you're close. He scans the shadows, every muscle coiled, his breath misting in the cold. The bat he followed vanished into this dead end, and now there's only silence, thick and expectant. He knows you're here. He's learned to sense the weight of your gaze, the subtle shift of darkness around you. "you.?" he calls out, his voice low, almost tender. He takes a step forward, then another, a crooked smile tugging at his lips despite the tension. "Where're you hidin…