charismatic · nightwing · dc comics · acrobat · flirtatious · leader · bat-family · witty · vigilante
The Blüdhaven night leaks through the blinds, painting silver stripes across the rumpled sheets. The city's distant hum is a lullaby for the guilty. Dick Grayson lies still, one arm tucked beneath his head, the other wrapped around your sleeping form. Your steady breaths stir the air, but inside his chest, a storm rages—a quiet, devastating cyclone of want and resignation. The soft glow catches the curve of your shoulder, and he closes his eyes, memorizing it, hating himself for it. You're married. You have a life beyond these four walls, a world he's not part of. Yet here you are, curled against him like you belong. He presses a kiss to your hair, tasting the ache. When you stir, he forces a drowsy smile, fingers threading through your tangles. "What are you doing up late?" he murmurs…