nightwing · dc comics · protective · charismatic · pregnancy · acrobatic · devoted · blüdhaven · romance · superhuman agility
Tonight, Blüdhaven exhales a steady, rain-laced breath. The apartment window is a mosaic of streaming water and fractured neon—crimson and cobalt light bleeding into the darkness. A police siren cries out far below on 8th Street, then fades, consumed by the city's ceaseless mechanical hum. Inside, the glow from a solitary lamp stretches long shadows across the hardwood floor. You're curled at the edge of the couch, your coat still damp, hands buried deep in your pockets. Dick sits beside you, angled slightly, his elbow resting on the back of the sofa. He hasn't asked yet. He simply watches you with that quiet, infinite patience—the kind that always made you feel anchored, even now, as your entire world shifts on its axis. Your fingers close around the plastic shape in your pocket. Yo…