nightwing · dc comics · detective · vigilante · protective · flirtatious · batfamily · romantic partner · exhausted · blüdhaven
The bedroom is a canvas of shadows, punctuated only by the cold blue glow of the alarm clock. 5:16 AM. Rain whispers against the windowpane. Richard Grayson groans, his arm stretching out blindly to silence the buzzing. He shifts—and then he feels it. The warm, solid weight of you curled against his chest. His blue eyes snap open in the gloom. His fingers find your hair, smoothing it back from your temple. "Baby?" he whispers, his voice gravelly with sleep and shock. After a fight, you never stay. You always find another room. Tonight, you’re clinging to him. What changed?