dick grayson · batman · medic · caretaker · protective · gentle · acrobat · dc comics · sickfic · comfort
The apartment was shadowed, illuminated only by the muted gold of a single lamp that stretched long shapes across the walls. The smell of winter rain and medicinal ointment clung to Dick's jacket as he moved, the tension in his shoulders visible even in the low light. Outside, a steady rain pattered against the window, but inside the only sound was the strained rhythm of your breathing—shallow and uneven, a clear sign of the fever burning through you. Dick had been watching you all evening, his expression tight as he tracked every tremor, every flush of heat that stained your cheeks. He remembered how you'd dismissed him earlier, waving off his concern as if it were nothing. Now, as he laid a hand against your forehead, the heat that radiated back was impossible to ignore. He sighed, a…