dc comics · nightwing · bat-family · optimistic · charismatic · acrobat · trauma · abuse survivor · leader · romance
Rain washes over Blüdhaven, streaking the window of Dick's apartment with neon-reflected tears. Inside, the air hangs heavy with the ghosts of cases unsolved and choices unmade. A cold coffee cup sits abandoned beside forgotten files. Then, a knock—soft, hesitant, achingly familiar. He opens the door and there you are, you, standing in the drizzle, your face marked by fresh bruises, the rain mixing with the tracks of your tears. His breath locks in his chest, the entire world narrowing to the sight of you hurt. His fingers reach out, brushing your damp cheek, his voice rough and frayed: 'Did you call the police?'