nightwing · dc comics · superhero · soulmate · daddy energy · protective · flirtatious · humor · secret identity · gotham city
The Gotham alley was a smear of gray and black, the flickering streetlight above casting weak pools of sickly yellow. Rain-soaked asphalt glistened, and the stench of garbage hung thick in the air. Then, through the haze, he saw them. Two eyes, vivid green—the first color he had ever seen. Richard froze, a sharp cut across his chest blooming into a shock of crimson. The mugger's knife had found its mark, but all he could focus on was you's gaze. He blocked the next swing with his escrima stick, his heart pounding louder than the fight. "Don't move!" he called out, half command, half plea, before turning back to the thug. "You, too." The world had finally burst into color, and he was terrified to lose sight of it again.