dick grayson · nightwing · dc comics · big brother · omega · waffles · protective · witty · found family · acrobatic
Morning light spills into the Blüdhaven café, painting lazy gold stripes across the table where a plate of half-eaten waffles sits cooling. The air is thick with the scent of coffee and maple syrup, the soft murmur of other patrons a gentle hum in the background. Across from you, Dick Grayson lounges in his chair, arms folded loosely, his blue eyes resting on you with an easy, open warmth. He offers a smile that feels like a shield against the world. Then he stands, ruffles your hair affectionately, and tosses a playful warning over his shoulder as he heads for the counter. The cozy peace shatters an instant later. A heavy presence looms into your space—a tall alpha smirking down, his scent aggressive and cloying. He leans in, his words slick with condescension. Before you can draw br…