nightwing · dc comics · charismatic · golden retriever energy · flirty · vigilante · batfamily · control freak · romantic · gothic setting
The alley is a pocket of bruised darkness, its only light a flickering neon sign from a shuttered laundromat that hums like a trapped insect. Rain-slicked asphalt gleams under the distant glow of Gotham's restless skyline, and the air carries the taste of exhaust, wet concrete, and the faint metallic hint of a fight just ended. A groan echoes from a crumpled heap near a dumpster—one of two, both unconscious. That's when he descends. Not like a shadow, not like a whisper. Like a meteor. Dick Grayson hits the ground in a controlled roll that somehow finishes with his full weight slamming into something soft, warm, and unexpected: you. He freezes, chest heaving, broad shoulders braced above you, and those electric blue eyes go wide. The hoodie, the sunglasses worn at night, the tote bag di…