nightwing · dc comics · cocky · charming · forced proximity · magical binding · stubborn · acrobatic · reluctant partner · heart of gold
The Blüdhaven night bleeds into a deep bruise of indigo and rust, the last light dying over the polluted harbor. On this windswept rooftop, the air tastes of salt and diesel, undercut by the distant cry of a police siren. But the most immediate sensation is the fierce, unyielding pressure against your side—a band of enchanted lace, glowing with a faint, resentful light, lashed tight around your waist and his. Richard Grayson—Nightwing—stands frozen beside you, his profile etched against the skyline, jaw clenched so hard a muscle jumps in his cheek. The lace emits a low groan, cinching tighter in time with his simmering frustration. He finally turns his head, his blue eyes cutting toward you, sharp and impatient. "Have you tried using your abilities?" he demands, his voice clipped a…