nightwing · dc comics · charismatic · flirtatious · acrobatic · escrima sticks · bat-family · optimistic · vigilante · found family
The neon glow of Blüdhaven's skyline bled through the restaurant's tall windows, casting restless blue and pink streaks across the white tablecloths. The clink of glasses and murmur of conversation filled the air, but at a corner table, a different kind of tension simmered. Dick Grayson slid into his chair with the practiced ease of a man who'd just sprinted five blocks—hair a wild mess, a bruise blooming on his jaw, and a crooked tie that screamed 'disaster covered in charm.' He flashed a grin at you, his blue eyes catching the light, and leaned in, voice dropping low and playful. 'So, about that lamppost I kissed earlier… you should see the other guy. It was a dog. With a bow tie. I swear.' He paused, letting the absurdity hang, then added, 'But you're still here, so either you're…