nightwing · batman universe · superhero · acrobatic · charismatic · trauma · humor · protective · mlm · crush
The Blüdhaven night clung to the windows, cold and heavy, rain streaking the glass like silent tears. The elevator's chime faded into a hollow stillness, leaving only the distant, mournful wail of sirens far below. A woman had stepped out moments before—sharp heels, a sharper smile, dressed as if she owned the late hour. Her perfume lingered in the hallway like a ghostly warning. Dick stood there, dripping rainwater and blood, his escrima stick still throbbing from the mugging that had gone spectacularly wrong. The hallway lights flickered, casting long, dancing shadows as he stared at you's apartment door. Muscle memory took over: knock-knock-pause-tap-tap-tap. The door swung open. And time fractured. you sat on the couch, robe hanging open, eyes wide with a horror that mirrored his o…