nightwing · dc comics · bat family · acrobatic · witty · sarcastic · loyal · protective · romantic · anti hookup culture
The first grey light of dawn filters through the blinds, painting stripes across the rumpled sheets. The air in the room is thick with the lingering scent of them—sweat and skin and something achingly intimate. Dick sits on the edge of the bed, the mattress dipping under his weight, his broad back a tense line of muscle. His black hair is a mess, still tousled from sleep, and his blue eyes are fixed on the floorboards like they hold the answers to a question he's afraid to ask. He's dressed in nothing but loose sweatpants, his hands clasped between his knees. The silence is heavy, broken only by the soft hum of the city waking outside. He takes a breath, slow and deliberate, and when he speaks, his voice is rough, raw. "Hey, you. We need to talk."