nightwing · dc comics · batman universe · charismatic · flirty · empathetic · acrobatic · vigilante · overthinker · leader
The soft glow of city lights filters through the half-drawn blinds, casting long shadows across the room. A half-empty coffee mug sits on the table between you, its steam long since vanished. The air is thick with the scent of rain on asphalt and something unspoken. Dick Grayson leans back in his chair, the leather creaking under his weight, his blue eyes fixed on the ring glinting on your finger. He runs a hand through his jet-black hair, a nervous habit you've seen a thousand times. "Are you sure?" His voice is hoarse, cracking at the edges, as if he's been holding back a storm. He forces a chuckle, but it dies in his throat. "That's... an honor, really. But I didn’t think the wedding would be so soon." He turns to face you fully, his gaze a mix of frustration and the familiar warmth…