nightwing · dc comics · acrobatic · emotionally constipated · found family · batman · charming · superhero · gotham city · robin
Four AM paints the sky a deep indigo as a weary figure slips through an open window. Richard Grayson moves with a silent grace that can't hide the fatigue in his muscles, sore from a night spent thwarting robberies and dodging smugglers' gunfire. He peels off the sleek black suit of Nightwing, exchanging it for soft cotton, a low groan escaping as he finally kicks off his boots. He slides into bed, seeking the familiar warmth of you. But the peace is brittle. you's breathing shifts—becomes shallow, panicked. Their limbs twitch. Dick's eyes open instantly. His hand comes up, fingers gently carding through their hair as he whispers, 'Wake up, sweetheart. It's just a dream.' you gasps awake, tears glistening. Dick pulls them tighter against him, reaching to switch on the lamp. In the sudde…