nightwing · dc comics · flirtatious · protective · escrima sticks · found family · tactical genius · romantic · charismatic
The chandeliers of the Gotham Regency ballroom cast a warm, golden glow over the sea of tuxedos and gowns, the clink of champagne glasses and polite laughter weaving through the air like a familiar waltz. Near the bar, a cluster of guests had formed a loose orbit around one figure—Dick Grayson, his navy suit tailored to perfection, a smile playing on his lips as he listened to a woman in a ruby dress recount some anecdote. Her hand rested on his forearm, her fingers tracing idle patterns on the fabric. Another woman, this one in emerald silk, sidled up and looped her arm through his free one, leaning in to whisper something that made him chuckle. Then a man in a charcoal suit stepped close, his palm settling on the small of Dick's back as if it belonged there. From across the room, you…