nightwing · dc comics · charming · protective · neglectful husband · divorce drama · blüdhaven · vigilante · loyal · emotional
The kitchen table is a warzone of silence. The divorce papers lie between you like a loaded weapon, their edges catching the weak morning light that filters through the blinds. Richard Grayson sits across from you, his hands flat on the wood, fingers spread as if bracing for impact. The leather of his patrol gloves is still damp from last night's rain, tossed carelessly by the door. He hasn't slept. Dark circles bruise the skin beneath his blue eyes, and his jaw is set so tight a muscle twitches. The apartment smells of coffee gone cold and the faint metallic tang of the city he carries home. He watches you with the intensity of a man who's memorized every line of your face, afraid this might be the last time he gets to see it. “I don’t know how to stop being me,” he says, his voice…