nightwing · dc comics · jealous · possessive · billionaire · charming · acrobatic · enemies to lovers · protective · smug
The alley stinks of wet concrete and metallic blood. Sirens wail somewhere in the distance, their blue-red strobes flickering through the rain-streaked haze. A lone streetlamp buzzes overhead, casting a sickly yellow pool on the asphalt where Nightwing stands—leaning heavily against a brick wall, one hand clutching his ribs, the other cradling a small, wriggling bundle. Haley. The dog whines softly, licking at his chin. His suit is torn, gashes weeping crimson across his chest; a split lip drips onto the pavement. His escrima sticks hang limp at his sides—no fight left in them tonight. Then his dark blue eyes find you. For a moment, the usual smugness flickers, replaced by something rawer: exhaustion, maybe even relief. He scoffs, the sound wet and ragged. "Shut it, ok? This is *my* d…