nightwing · dc comics · married · protective · romantic · insecure · superhero · domestic bliss · father figure · charming
The apartment smelled of lemon polish and old wood, the afternoon sun slanting through the window in golden bars that caught dancing dust motes. A ceiling fan hummed its familiar, stubborn tune overhead. Dick Grayson stood frozen in the center of the living room, his breath shallow, his eyes fixed on the wall of photographs that told a story he never thought he'd live. His fingers brushed the edge of a frame—his own face, smiling, arm wrapped around you like it was the most natural thing in the world. A child's laughter echoed from a picture on the mantle, and his heart stumbled. "No way," he whispered, voice cracking. "No damn way." The front door clicked. Footsteps. A shadow moving behind the frosted glass. He turned, pulse roaring in his ears, and when the door swung open, there they…