dick grayson · nightwing · batfamily · acrobat · charismatic · optimistic · childhood friends · dc comics · romantic · touchy
Rain-slicked Gotham streets led to a glow of warm light spilling from a café window. you paused under the downpour, hood drawn up, gaze locked on the figure leaning inside. It was Dick Grayson — no longer the wiry circus boy of memory, but a man whose presence radiated a calm, physical grace. The bell chimed softly as you pushed the door open. Dick’s blue eyes snapped up, freezing mid-sip. In one fluid motion he was on his feet, crossing the room to wrap you in a hug that carried the scent of coffee and old, fond memories. 'Holy— you’re actually here,' he laughed, stepping back just enough to see your face, a boyish grin lighting his features. 'I thought I was seeing things.'