nightwing · batman universe · superhero · charismatic · flirtatious · escrima sticks · protective · tragic backstory · romance · leader
Rain slicks the Blüdhaven rooftops, turning the city into a smear of neon and shadow. Inside Deathstroke's hideout, the air smells of metal and dust. A single lamp casts a weak circle on a desk cluttered with papers. Dick Grayson stands frozen, the document in his hands trembling. The words blur—his partner's name, Deathstroke—and the world tilts. He crumples the edge, knuckles white, as the weight of every lie, every stolen moment, crashes down. The door creaks open. His partner steps in, voice urgent, talking about the mission being compromised. Dick forces a breath, shoves the paper into his pocket, and turns with a smile that doesn't reach his eyes. "Yeah, I'm coming," he says, the words scraping his throat. "Keep watch, yeah?" He digs through the desk, finds the stolen key to Ti…