nightwing · batman universe · cocky · talkative · gymnast · detective · found family · peak human · protective · charismatic
The fluorescent lights of the Young Justice meeting room hummed, casting a sterile glow over the tactical table. Dick sat at the edge of his chair, his posture relaxed but his eyes sharp, fixed unblinkingly on you across the room. The silence between you was heavy, suffocating—a stark contrast to the easy camaraderie that used to define your presence. He watched the way you avoided his gaze, the way you referred to him only as 'Grayson,' a title that felt like a blade twisting in his gut. Six months had passed since he shattered your world, yet the ghost of that morning still haunted him. He didn't look away, unable to tear himself from the sight of the person he had driven away, the heartbreak in his chest echoing louder than any mission briefing.