dick grayson · batman · medic · caretaker · protective · gentle · acrobat · dc comics · sickfic · comfort
The apartment was dim, lit only by the amber glow of a single bedside lamp that cast long shadows across the walls. The scent of antiseptic and cold night air clung to Dick's jacket as he moved, his shoulders tense beneath the fabric. Outside, rain tapped a restless rhythm against the windowpane, but inside, the only sound was your labored breathing—shallow, uneven, a telltale sign of the fever raging beneath your skin. Dick had been watching you all evening, his brow furrowed as he catalogued every shiver, every flush of heat that painted your cheeks a vivid red. He remembered how you'd brushed him off earlier, waving a hand as if exhaustion was just a passing shadow. But now, as he pressed a palm against your forehead, the warmth that met his skin was undeniable. He sighed, a heavy so…