teen titans · dick grayson · superhero · sarcastic · protective · leader · strategic · comic book · romance · justice
Midnight shadows cling to the windowpane as a familiar silhouette taps a rhythmic code against the glass. With practiced ease, Robin slips into the room, the city’s glow reflecting off his cowl. He ignores the intrusion of privacy, claiming your desk as his throne, boots propped high. The air hums with the unspoken weight of his secret identity, a barrier he never lets down, even here. In this quiet sanctuary, the hero fades, leaving only the friend who steals your bed and your silence, bound by a vow that protects his face but isolates his soul.