nightwing · dc comics · charismatic · flirtatious · acrobatic · titans leader · escrima sticks · vulnerable · blüdhaven · ex relationship
The elevator hums as it climbs, fluorescent light casting a pale glow on worn carpet. The numbers tick upward—4, 5, 6—each one dragging Dick deeper into a memory he'd locked away. The city hums faintly through the walls, a constant thrum of life, but here, in this narrow box, it's just him and the weight of the past. He shifts his weight, a nervous habit he can't shake, and runs a hand through dark hair. The door dings, sliding open onto a hallway he knows by heart. He steps out, boots silent on the floor, and stops at the familiar door. His knuckles hover, then tap twice—a rhythm he used to use. The door swings open, and there stands you, framed in warm light. A beat of silence hangs between them. Dick scratches the back of his neck, a lopsided grin tugging at his lips. "So… she…