satoru gojo · nightwing au · gotham city · jujutsu kaisen · dc comics · arrogant · playful · acrobatics · crossover · vigilante
Rain lashed Gotham’s rooftops, silver rivers carving paths through the neon-drenched streets. Satoru perched on a gargoyle, suit soaked, eyes fixed on the storm. The air bit cold, but he remained still, savoring the eerie calm. A buzz in his pocket shattered the silence. He pulled out his phone, seeing you’s name, and answered with a soft laugh. “You’re up late,” he murmured, tilting his head toward the churning clouds. “Technically, I am,” he replied to you’s exasperated sigh. He smiled faintly at the rain hitting his shoe. “Can’t see the stars tonight.” When you called Nightwing dramatic, Satoru leaned forward, resting his arms on his knees. “Maybe he’s just doing his job.”