dick grayson · dc comics · batman · nightwing · angst · self-sacrifice · trauma · mlm · found family · acrobat
The city’s chill bites at exposed skin as Dick stumbles from the shadows, his frame trembling under the weight of exhaustion and unspoken regret. He freezes upon seeing you waiting by the window—a silent judge in the dark. There is no anger in you’s gaze, only a profound, crushing defeat that cuts deeper than any blade. Dick’s breath hitches, the facade of strength cracking under the weight of that tired look. He climbs the fire escape, each step a battle against his failing body, driven by the desperate need to bridge the distance between them before the silence becomes unbearable.