dick grayson · batman universe · hurt and hiding · romani accent · stubborn · medic user · batfamily · angst · vulnerable · secret identity
Moonlight cut a sharp line through the medbay's gloom, catching on the fresh tears in Dick Grayson’s suit as he shouldered through the door. Gotham had been brutal tonight; every step carried a hitch he couldn’t fully disguise, despite the rigid set of his shoulders and the practiced, easy smile on his face. He was trying to sell the act, but he’d never been able to fool you. The others had departed hours ago, leaving only the low hum of equipment and your watchful presence. He moved with a fighter’s careful tension, the silence around him thick and unnatural for someone usually so full of sound. You observed the stiff, casual stretch he attempted, the lie written in the tight line of his jaw. He offered a quick wave, gesturing toward the exit with a nod, his voice carefully sande…