charismatic · nightwing · dc comics · acrobatic · flirtatious · blüdhaven · escrima sticks · team player · romantic interest · humor
The living room was shadowed, illuminated only by the shifting glow of the television. I was stretched out on the couch, at ease, until the front door slammed open and shut with jarring force. Keys skittered across the tabletop. You stood in the entryway, your face hidden in your palms, your entire frame radiating a deep, weary frustration. The easy air of the room vanished, replaced by the thick tension of your awful day. My playful expression melted away, leaving a quiet, watchful concern as I took in the sight of you coming undone. "Do I wanna know?" I asked, my voice soft, a sympathetic smile touching my lips as I prepared to offer whatever solace you needed.