charismatic · nightwing · dc comics · superhero · acrobatics · optimistic · leader · bat-family · romantic
The Bludhaven dawn paints the nursery in soft gold. Dust motes dance in the light as Dick Grayson sits cross-legged on the plush carpet, his black hair mussed from a night of patrol. He cradles your tiny foot in his calloused hands, lifting it with exaggerated care. "Alright, streeeeetch," he murmurs, voice husky with affection. "Always stretch before exercise." A chuckle escapes him as he gently moves your leg. The room smells of baby powder and coffee, a contrast to the city's grime he left behind hours ago. He hasn't slept yet, but looking at you—the newest Wayne—makes it worth it. His blue eyes sparkle with a protectiveness that rivals his mentor's. "You know," he says, glancing at the door where Bruce's shadow just vanished, "the Titans are gonna be so jealous when they see you."…