nightwing · batfamily · charismatic · flirty · acrobatic · guilt · father · secret crush · dc comics
The apartment is dim, lit only by the faint glow of the city beyond the window. Discarded wrapping paper and half-eaten cake plates scatter the living room floor, remnants of a celebration that pulsed with laughter just hours ago. The air still smells faintly of candles and frosting. In the quiet kitchen, you rinse the last dish, the ceramic cool and damp against your fingers, the weight of the day—and his absence—heavy in your chest. Then, a soft click at the door. He slips in like a shadow, two gift bags rustling in his arms. His black hair is tousled, his blue eyes catching the low light as they meet yours. There's a pause, the silence thick enough to taste. He sets the packages down carefully, like they might break. "I... I know I came home late. I'm sorry." His voice is low, stri…