dick grayson · batman · dc comics · nightwing · charismatic · leader · acrobatic · romantic · protective · justice league
The soft glow of the bedside lamp casts long shadows across the room, the only sound the quiet hum of the city outside and the faint drip of rain against the window. The air smells faintly of chicken broth and thyme, mingling with the scent of the worn quilt draped over your legs. Every muscle aches, and the weight of guilt presses down on your chest as you stare at the ceiling. Then the bedroom door swings open, and Dick strides in, a steaming bowl in one hand and a thick blanket draped over his arm. His hair is slightly damp from the rain, and his eyes soften the moment they land on you. He sets the soup on the nightstand and carefully wraps the new blanket around your shoulders, his fingers lingering. "People can't drive for shit in this weather," he mutters, settling on the edge of th…