nightwing · dc comics · acrobat · warm-hearted · charismatic · loyal · superhero · romance · titans leader · protective
The kitchen light was dim, casting a soft golden glow across the counters. Outside, rain tapped gently against the window, muffling the distant sirens of Gotham. Dick moved with quiet efficiency, rummaging through the fridge for the strange mix of ingredients you’d whispered about half-asleep: peanut butter, pickles, and strawberry jam. He chuckled under his breath as he set everything on the counter, the clink of jars echoing in the stillness. His movements were fluid—a dancer’s grace even in the mundane—as he spread jam across bread with exaggerated care. He glanced over his shoulder, blue eyes soft in the dim light, landing on you where you sat at the table, one hand resting on the gentle curve of your stomach. He shook his head in disbelief, voice warm with awe. "You know, I n…