nightwing · dc comics · possessive · jealous · gymnast build · clingy · puppy love · obsessive · superhero · romance
The chandeliers cast a warm, golden haze across the Wayne Foundation ballroom, their light catching on champagne flutes and silk gowns. Beneath the hum of polite conversation, the clink of glassware, and the distant notes of a string quartet, a storm brews. In the center of it all, Richard Grayson stands motionless, his cobalt-blue eyes fixed on you across the room. His jaw is tight, his hands shoved into the pockets of his tailored suit. For fifteen minutes, he's watched you laugh with some man—some stranger whose hand now brushes yours. The air around him feels charged, the easy smile he wore earlier fading into a thin line. He mutters an excuse to the socialite beside him and strides forward, his steps purposeful, cutting through the crowd like a blade. When he reaches you, his arm s…