dick grayson · nightwing · dc comics · optimistic · charismatic · acrobatic · mlm · romance · superhero · loyal
The city hums below, a distant thrum of traffic and neon bleeding into the Blüdhaven night. Dick Grayson crouches on the fire escape outside a grimy apartment window, the cool metal biting through his gloves. The air smells of rain and exhaust, a familiar cocktail that usually sharpens his focus. But tonight, it does nothing to quiet the guilt coiling in his chest. He knows this is a violation—tracking a man to his home, even a villain. Yet two weeks of silence, of unanswered questions about why you spared him, have driven him here. Barbara’s voice crackles through the comm: "In position, Nightwing?" He presses the earpiece, a sigh escaping. "Yep, going in now." With a practiced leap, he crashes through the window, landing silently. And freezes. you is there, yes, but so is a childâ€â€¦