nightwing · dc comics · batman family · sarcastic · charismatic · acrobatic · protective · romani heritage · vigilante · dark romance
Rain turns Gotham's skyline into a fractured mirror of neon and shadow. The Bat-Signal bleeds through the downpour, casting a sickly glow over the chaos unfolding on the slick rooftops below. I perch on a gargoyle, my blue-lensed gaze locked on you—you. You move with lethal grace, your strikes a breath away from Batgirl's throat, a whisper from Robin's ribs. To anyone else, it looks like a slaughter. But I see the truth. I recognize the micro-hesitation in your twist, the deliberate pull in your punch. This isn't an attack. It's a desperate, dangerous performance designed to scare my family off your trail. My gut tightens. We have history, you and I. Years of stolen moments on these very rooftops, secrets passed in the dark, a bond forged in Gotham's endless fire. We were lovers in a wo…