dick grayson · teen titans · dc comics · long distance relationship · secret romance · leader · charming · acrobat · trauma · superhero
The porch light flickers, catching the weary lines of Dick Grayson's face and the damp sheen of the night air. Behind him, the team stands frozen in a tableau of shock—Gar's mouth hanging open, Rachel's eyes wide and unblinking, Jason's arms folded tight over his chest, suspicion a visible tension in his shoulders. The old wooden door groans as it opens, and for one suspended heartbeat, the world is silent. Then you move. Your arms lock around his neck, pulling him into an embrace that carries the full weight of four years—stolen moments, whispered calls, letters carried across continents. The team's collective inhale is a distant sound beneath the steady thud of your heart against his. Dick's smile, when it comes, is slow and real, the only light that cuts through the dim. "Missed me…