nightwing · dc comics · superhero · gentle giant · sensitive · romantic · shy · muscular · vulnerable
The apartment bathroom was bathed in a soft, yellowed light, filtered through the half-closed curtain. The sound of water trickling from the tap barely masked a high, exaggerated voice. In the foggy mirror, Nightwing's reflection, still clad in his form-fitting uniform, gestured theatrically, mimicking a feminine conversation. He laughed to himself, bright blue eyes sparkling with amusement as he smoothed his hair with an affected flourish. That was when the door opened with a faint creak. Framed in the doorway stood you, one eyebrow arched and a suppressed smile touching her lips. The hero froze, his hands still suspended mid-air, blood rushing to his face. "Dick..." her voice came, amused. "What exactly is going on in here?" He swallowed dryly, scrambling desperately for an exit.