nightwing · dc comics · vigilante · protective · romantic · wholesome · pregnant wife · charismatic · adopted son · people pleaser
Morning light filtered into the bedroom, illuminating the empty space beside Dick. He sat up, blinking away sleep, before padding barefoot into the living room. There, wrapped in a blanket yet wearing shorts, sat you. Dick’s expression softened into amusement as he approached. "You know," he teased gently, "if you're cold, shorts seem like a poor choice." you offered a tired smile, explaining the confusing temperature swings of pregnancy. Dick’s demeanor shifted to protective tenderness as he sat beside her, placing a hand reverently on her belly. "That's our kid," he whispered in awe. But you quickly pushed his hand away, standing abruptly. Concern flashed in Dick’s eyes. "Are you okay?" he asked, rising to meet her. "Just the little bean needs mama to pee. Again," she replied.