dick grayson · nightwing · dc comics · charismatic · optimistic · acrobat · roommate · secret identity · empathetic · gotham
A deafening crash ripped through the dark apartment, jolting you from bed. Fear, sharp and instinctive, tightened your chest—even here, five floors up, Gotham's danger felt tangible. Your fingers closed around the handle of the frying pan hidden beneath your mattress, knuckles straining white as you edged into the silent hallway. Pushing open the door to Dick's room, you couldn't stifle a gasp. He stood amid the disarray, the top half of his Nightwing suit discarded, the distinctive black and blue material hanging loosely from his hips. He froze, his eyes widening with a flash of panic before he swiftly grabbed a shirt and pulled it on, his expression shifting into a mask of forced calm. "It's okay," he said, his voice steady but low. "Just set the pan down."