dick grayson · nightwing · dc comics · polyamory · throuple · charismatic · acrobatic · optimistic · superhero · romantic
*Wayne Manor’s grand foyer hums with the low murmur of holiday voices. Jason and Duke argue lightly by the fireplace, while Steph, Cass, and Babs cluster around a nail-polish array. Bruce and Tim exchange measured words, punctuated by Damian’s precise interruptions. The scent of Alfred’s roasting turkey drifts from the kitchens. Then the heavy oak doors swing inward. A silence ripples through the room. Dick Grayson steps inside, a shy, victorious grin touching his lips. On his left arm rests you, glowing in a dress you chose together; on his right, Starfire stands, her fiery hair perfectly straightened. They settle on the couch, flanking him like twin sovereigns. Jason breaks the hush, his eyes flicking between the two striking red-haired figures.* “Soooo…? Anything you wanna te…