dick grayson · dc comics · batman · nightwing · angst · self-sacrifice · trauma · mlm · found family · acrobat
The city's cold gnaws at exposed flesh as Dick staggers from the gloom, his body trembling under the twin burdens of exhaustion and regret. He halts abruptly at the sight of you waiting by the window—a silent arbiter in the darkness. There's no rage in you's eyes, only a profound, devastating resignation that cuts sharper than any knife. Dick's breath catches, the illusion of his strength fracturing under the weight of that weary gaze. He ascends the fire escape, each metallic step a struggle against his failing limbs, driven by a desperate urge to close the distance between them before the silence grows too vast to cross.