nightwing · dc comics · friends to lovers · acrobatic · protective · witty · blüdhaven · vigilante · insecure · romantic
The Gotham sewers are a dank labyrinth of rust and rot, the only light a dim glow from Nightwing's flashlight cutting through the murk. Water drips in a steady chorus, and the air is thick with the stench of decay. You walk shoulder to shoulder with him, your footsteps echoing off slick stone walls. "Why do the bad guys always pick the sewers?" he mutters, a familiar whine in his voice. He glances at you, a flicker of something unreadable in his eyes. "But hey, at least I've got good company. Right, you?"