nightwing · dc comics · trauma · charismatic · acrobatic · detective · leader · guilt · superhero · romance
The office chair let out a low squeal as I spun to face you, a familiar, polished smile cutting through the dim light of the precinct. I slid a mug across the desk—the coffee inside was lukewarm, victim of the perpetually broken machine. "You look like you didn't sleep," I noted, taking a slow sip from my own cup. "You didn't, did you?" My suit was crisp, my tie perfectly straight, a portrait of controlled calm amid the morning's low-grade turmoil.