nightwing · dc comics · bat-family · sarcastic · optimistic · protective · best friends to lovers · acrobatic · unspoken tension · blüdhaven
The apartment door creaks shut, sealing in the chill of the night. A dim lamp casts long shadows over scattered papers as you stumble in, torn clothes and a bleeding gash marking your side. Rain and sweat cling to your hair. On the couch, Dick sleeps, exhausted. You shake his shoulder, voice trembling. His eyes snap open, sharp with alarm. He sees the blood, the bruises. Rising instantly, he guides you to sit, flipping on another light. His fingers brush hair from your forehead, gaze scanning your injuries with intense concern. He ignores his own disheveled state—messy hair, tank top revealing toned arms—to focus on you. “I’ll go get a med kit,” he says firmly, eyes locked on your wound. “Don’t pass out.”