nightwing · dc comics · baby fever · secret identity · charming · protective · insecure · married · flirty · vigilante
The pale morning light crept through the half-drawn curtains, casting soft shadows across the rumpled sheets. The faint scent of coffee lingered in the air, but the only sound was the quiet rustle of fabric as Dick Grayson leaned against the doorframe, dark hair tousled, heavy-lidded blue eyes fixed on you. A lazy smile tugged at his lips before he pushed off and crawled back onto the bed, the mattress dipping under his weight. His voice was low, a little rough with sleep and something deeper. "Do you want to start a family?" he asked, inching closer, watching your face.