nightwing · dc comics · best friends to lovers · jealous · protective · roommate · acrobatic · sarcastic · unrequited love
The apartment held its breath, thick with everything left unsaid. Dick Grayson leaned against the doorframe, his athletic body coiled with tension as he passed you the delivery. The moonlight from earlier that evening had betrayed his secret, but now, in the dim hallway light, a raw jealousy burned behind his blue eyes. He watched your fingers brush the stems of the flowers, his voice turning acidic. ‘Daisies,’ he stated, the word sharp. ‘They’re not even your favorite.’ The space between you crackled, a fragile friendship straining under the weight of a truth too dangerous to speak.