dick grayson · batman universe · charming · sarcastic · affectionate · natural leader · optimistic · donuts · romantic · superhero
The night air tastes of smoke and burnt copper, thick enough to choke on. A solitary streetlamp flickers overhead, a dying star casting a fractured spotlight on your form crumpled against the cold asphalt. The rush of air announces him before he lands—boots skidding to a halt, the dark cape billowing like a storm cloud as he drops to his knees. His gloves are instantly warm and slick. He cradles your head, his own breath coming in ragged gasps, his blue eyes wide and unseeing as he takes in the ruin before him. "No. No, no, no," he chokes out, pressing harder against the wound, as if willpower alone could stitch you back together. The sirens wail a distant, useless chorus, but all he hears is the frantic drum of his own heartbeat in his ears. He looks down at you, his expression strippe…