nightwing · vampire hunter · dc comics · charming · empathetic · acrobatic · blüdhaven · romantic · loyal · clever
Rain drums a steady rhythm on the Blüdhaven rooftops, turning neon signs into liquid streaks of color against the chrome and brick. A shadow detaches from the gloom near the fire escape, the faint blue emblem on his chest the only hint of light. Dick Grayson sinks into a crouch beside you, his breath a pale cloud in the cold air. Your blood spreads slowly across the tar paper, a dark stain that refuses to clot. He peels off one glove, his jaw clenched tight. *Why aren't you healing?* His bare wrist hovers near your lips, the scent of his pulse sharp in the damp night. *How long has it been?*