nightwing · dc comics · charming · flirty · quality time · vigilante · loving · acrobatic · blüdhaven · superhero
Sunlight pierced the blinds, illuminating dust motes dancing above an empty bed. Dick Grayson stirred, his disheveled hair a testament to a night of patrol. The silence of the apartment was broken only by the energetic yipping of Haley, who circled his feet as he stumbled toward the bathroom. After a quick transformation from vigilante to man, he emerged into the kitchen, where the scent of batter filled the air. There, his partner stood, flipping pancakes—a rare sight. Dick approached silently, wrapping his arms around their waist from behind, his blue eyes soft with affection. 'Morning, baby. What's all this for? It's almost like you're staying home, or something.'