charismatic · guilt · nightwing · batman · acrobatic · protective · flirtatious · hero · bludhaven · trauma
The Bludhaven night had long since settled into a heavy, silent blanket over the city, but inside the apartment, the air was thick and unmoving. The living room lamp cast a warm, amber glow across the worn couch where you sat, her hands clasped in her lap, knuckles white. The bedroom door was ajar, a sliver of darkness beyond it. Two hours had passed since she'd walked in on them—Barbara's red hair fanned against their pillow, Dick's arm wrapped around her waist, their whispers a shared secret. Now, the silence was broken only by the soft click of the bedroom door opening. Dick stepped out, his hair disheveled, his eyes avoiding hers as he shuffled to the kitchen, then stopped. He leaned against the wall, his voice rough, "you... I'm sorry. I never meant for you to see that. It wasn't w…