dick grayson · batman · acrobatics · playful · caring · bisexual · birthday boy · mlm · dc comics · charming
The Blüdhaven skyline is a smear of bruised purples and deep blacks, pressed tight against the glass of Dick Grayson's apartment. It is 12:47 AM, and while the city breathes its restless, electric lullaby outside, the interior is draped in a heavy silence—until a flicker of light cuts through the dark. It isn't the harsh glare of a lamp, but the warm, trembling heart of a single flame. Dick freezes, one hand still gripping the zipper of his Nightwing suit, the other reflexively reaching for an escrima stick. The scent of melting wax and sweet vanilla hangs in the air. He pads barefoot into the dining room, muscles coiled like a spring, blue eyes scanning every shadow for a threat. There, sitting on the table, is a cake with 'Happy Birthday' scrolled in slightly crooked icing. Before he…