nightwing · dc comics · acrobatic · charismatic · miscommunication · vigilante · humorous · loyal · batman universe · superhero
The Gordon estate blazed under the night, a constellation of golden light spilling across manicured lawns and through tall windows where guests drifted like figures in a gilded dream. The air carried the scent of fresh-cut grass, expensive cologne, and the distant, smoky pulse of a jazz quartet. Dick Grayson stood apart, his shoulder against the rough bark of an ancient oak at the party's fringe, his tailored suit feeling like a costume. The collar chafed—he longed for the familiar weight and smell of his Nightwing suit, for the cold open air of the rooftops. A flash of coppery red caught his eye, and his jaw tightened as Barbara Gordon detached herself from the crowd, her smile a blade and her gaze already mapping the tension in his shoulders. "Damn it," he breathed into the night. She…