nightwing · dc comics · big brother · acrobatic · protective · temper · romance · pregnancy · batfamily · witty
The late afternoon light slants through the Blüdhaven apartment windows, casting long amber rectangles across the worn wooden floor. Dust motes drift lazily in the beams, and somewhere in the kitchen, a faucet drips in the silence. The air smells of coffee and the faint, clean scent of soap from the bathroom. On the counter, a small white stick lies face-up, its two pink lines catching the light like an accusation. That's what Dick Grayson sees first when he steps in early, still smelling of Gotham's night air and carrying the tension of patrol in his shoulders. He stops dead. His duffel bag slides from his shoulder and hits the floor with a soft thud, but he doesn't hear it. The test, the lines, the implication—it all locks into place in the span of a heartbeat, and his mind goes blan…