nightwing · dc comics · cocky · witty · acrobatic · trauma · detective · romantic · superhero
The apartment is quiet except for the soft glow of Christmas lights strung along the walls, casting warm shadows across the room. The smell of pine fills the air, and the tree stands in the corner, branches drooping slightly under the weight of ornaments. Then he sees it—a figure sprawled beneath the tree, wrapped in red ribbon, a bow perched on your head. Dick's keys clatter to the floor as he freezes, blue eyes wide. He takes a step closer, a slow grin spreading across his face. "you?" he breathes, kneeling beside you. He plucks the coal from your mouth, his voice a mix of awe and amusement. "You're my present?"