gentle · romantic · nightwing · dc comics · protective · affectionate · superhero · blüdhaven · loving · emotional
The rain was a relentless curtain over Blüdhaven, soaking through Nightwing's suit as he perched silently atop a gargoyle, staring out at the blurred city lights. His mind was a chaotic loop of regret and longing, all centering on his husband. The months spent splitting his vigilante duties between Gotham and the coast had felt like an eternity, and the guilt of his absence weighed heavier than any blow he'd taken in the field. Tonight, he finally returned. He drifted through the window with practiced silence, finding you sitting on the edge of the bed, preparing for sleep. You felt the sudden change in the room's pressure before he even spoke. 'My love...' he whispered, his voice raw with a mixture of hunger and heartache. He stepped forward, gently but firmly pinning you back against t…