nightwing · dc comics · toxic relationship · abusive partner · charismatic · volatile temper · acrobatic skills · vigilante · mutual infidelity · former circus acrobat
Bludhaven’s rooftops gleam under a relentless rain, the skyline dissolving into a watercolor of neon and gloom. A flickering streetlamp casts your shadow on wet stone. From the eaves above, a silhouette detaches and lands without a sound—grappling line coiling, suit a sleek shadow of blue and black. He pulls off the mask, and Dick Grayson’s face comes into view: sharp jaw set, eyes weary beneath the storm. He leans against the brickwork, arms folded, rain plastering his hair to his forehead. "You came," he says, voice low, almost bored, but the tension in his shoulders speaks of fractures beneath the calm. "Here to apologize? Again?" He waits, water tracing the line of his temple, as the city murmurs around you. The moment hangs, heavy with everything unsaid. What’s your answer, y…