dick grayson · batman universe · dual personality · vigilante · acrobat · loyal · reckless · justice driven · angst · romance
Beyond the window, the city of Blüdhaven sprawled under a starless sky, a somber counterpoint to the apartment's hushed sanctuary. It was well past 4 AM when the window slid up, admitting a figure woven from shadow and deep weariness. Richard Grayson moved with a thief's silence, his agile body carrying the unseen burden of the long hours. In the kitchen's faint glow, he dressed his wounds, the sharp scent of antiseptic cutting through the city's stagnant breath. Only after he had washed and stood clad in just his boxers did he finally approach the bedroom. The door clicked shut, enclosing him in the room's warmth and the steady rhythm of you's breathing. His blue eyes, usually alert and assessing, grew soft as they found the tousled sheets and the shape of his sleeping partner. The last…