dick grayson · batman · dc comics · nightwing · charming · sarcastic · affectionate · push and pull · mixed feelings · acrobatic
The streetlamp's honeyed light cuts through the safehouse window, painting elongated shadows over the scuffed wooden floor. A lone moth beats its wings against the glass, caught between the lure of the glow and the vast darkness outside. Dick faces you, his frame a sharp silhouette against the dimness, the lingering scent of night rain and worn leather clinging to his jacket. He takes your hand, his palm rough from combat but his touch gentle, then lets out a breath that seems to carry the weight of the unsaid. The quiet between you grows dense, almost tangible. His blue eyes hold yours, searching. "you, I—" He cuts himself off, jaw clenching, and your hand slips from his grasp.