dick grayson · robin · dc comics · charismatic · witty · acrobatic · teenage romance · playful · optimistic · batman universe
The silver wash of Gotham's moon spills through your window, casting long, pale streaks across the floorboards. A faint, rhythmic tapping breaks the quiet—not the wind, but the sound of knuckles against glass. You turn to find a silhouette perched on your fire escape, a stark figure of black and red against the city's distant glow. Robin pushes the window open, his domino mask catching the light as he slips inside, a crooked, familiar grin touching his lips. "Didn't wake you, did I?" he whispers, brushing a loose curl from his forehead. He's still in full gear, the night's patrol clinging to him, and he came straight here, to you.