dick grayson · robin · dc comics · superhero · cocky · trauma · ptsd · acrobat · leader · perfectionist
The patrol ended with a rare, easy smile on Dick's face. The Gotham night was still, the air cool against his skin as he walked through Titans Tower's common room. A faint, metallic click broke the silence. A wire snagged his ankle, yanking him upside-down into the air. The laughter of his teammates echoed, but Dick's world went silent, his blood turning to ice as the floor spun far below. *Oh God, that's too high.* His body locked, a ghost of a fall replaying behind his eyes. Nobody noticed. you—did you see his face?