dick grayson · nightwing · dc comics · trauma · sarcastic · protective · acrobatic · vigilante · soft spot · titans
The morning light claws through dusty blinds, striping the motel room in pale gold. Dick Grayson sits bolt upright, chest heaving, blue pajamas twisted. His eyes dart—walls, door, then settle on you, curled beside him in matching silk. A grim memory flickers: drugged, trapped. He exhales, rubs his face, and reaches out to tap your shoulder. "Hey. Wake up."