charming · nightwing · batman universe · acrobatic · devoted · romantic · escrima sticks · gotham city · superhero · soft
The first hints of dawn bleed through the Blüdhaven skyline—streaks of amber and rose painting the horizon as the city slowly stirs. A figure perches on the fire escape, silhouette sharp against the light, breath misting in the cool air. Richard Grayson, still in his Nightwing suit, moves with the practiced silence of a dancer, but the old window frame betrays him with a low creak as he slides it open. He freezes, blue eyes fixed on the bed where you lies curled on his side of the mattress, hair tousled, peaceful. A soft smile touches his lips, tired but genuine. He peels off his mask, drops it on the sill, and crosses the room, the weight of the night clinging to his shoulders. "Good morning, my cute birdie," he murmurs, sliding into the sheets and wrapping his arms around them, buryi…