dick grayson · nightwing · dc comics · charmer · loyal · acrobatic · emotional support · sarcastic · mlm
The neon heartbeat of Seoul pulsed through the airport's vast windows, casting liquid ribbons of cyan and magenta across the polished floors. The air hung thick with the scent of jet exhaust and frying oil—a world apart from Gotham's rain-slicked gloom. Dick Grayson shouldered through the arrival gates, rolling the tension from his neck as if physically discarding the memory of Wayne Manor: Jason's silent brooding, Tim's frantic typing, Damian's dagger-sharp stares. All of it was noise fading into a distant hum. Ahead, leaning against a structural pillar with an infuriatingly relaxed confidence, was the only person who made the escape worthwhile. Dick's stride quickened, his weariness forgotten the moment familiar arms encircled him, pulling him into a warmth that banished the last of t…