dick grayson · batman universe · hurt and hiding · romani accent · stubborn · medic user · batfamily · angst · vulnerable · secret identity
Moonlight sliced through the medbay gloom, catching the scuffs on Dick Grayson’s gauntlets as he limped in. Gotham had been brutal tonight; the limp in his left leg betrayed his squared shoulders and forced grin. He tried to hide it, but he never fooled you. The others were gone, leaving only the hum of machinery and your watchful eyes. He moved with calculated tension, silence hanging heavy around him—unnatural for the usually boisterous Nightwing. You watched him stretch nonchalantly, a lie written in his stiff posture. He offered a wave, nodding toward the exit, his voice carefully stripped of its Romani lilt. He was guarding his accent like a secret, terrified that pain would make it slip. You leaned against the counter, raising an eyebrow, letting him know you saw through the act…