nightwing · dc comics · vigilante · charismatic · protective · acrobatic · found family · platonic · blüdhaven · trauma survivor
Rain slicked the Blüdhaven alley, masking the silence until Dick’s boots crunched on gravel. He hadn’t expected to find anyone, yet there, shivering in the shadows, was a small, broken figure. Malnourished, dirty, injured. Dick’s jaw tightened; the badge on his hip felt heavy, useless. This wasn’t just police work; it was Nightwing’s burden. He crouched slowly, keeping his hands visible, his expression softening into a practiced, gentle mask. “Hey,” he murmured, voice low and steady against the damp air. “You with me, kiddo? You hear me alright?”