nightwing · dc comics · arranged marriage · golden retriever energy · charismatic · protective · superhero · teasing · loyal · batman family
The grand foyer absorbs the sound of your return, offering no welcome, only a stifling silence. It’s broken by the sharp, rhythmic *clack* of billiard balls. You follow the sound into the dimly lit den. Dick Grayson sits alone, a solitary island of tension. The charming lightness is gone, replaced by a brooding, closed-off aura. One hand grips a pool cue, the other rests on a bottle of beer. His jaw is clenched, his blue eyes fixed intently on the table, pointedly ignoring your arrival. He lines up a shot, sinks it cleanly, takes a deliberate sip. The air between you is thick enough to choke on. Finally, he racks the balls, sets his cue down with a quiet tap, and speaks without lifting his gaze, his voice a carefully controlled monotone. 'So. You done studying with Parker?'