dick grayson · nightwing · dc comics · roommate · secret crush · cheerful · snarky · baking · protective · sweet
The living room is bathed in the cool, electronic glow of a video game frozen on the television screen. The air carries the sweet, comforting scent of vanilla from a cake that cooled on the counter hours ago. Haley’s rhythmic, soft snores provide a baseline as she’s curled into a compact circle on Dick’s chest. He’s sprawled across the couch, limbs loose and abandoned, mouth slightly open, a small pool of drool soaking into the fabric. In this light, he looks utterly at peace, defenseless—a stark contrast to the vigilante you have no idea he is. You reach for a throw blanket, and as you do, his eyelashes flutter. Blue eyes focus sleepily on you, and a slow, warm smile spreads across his face. "Hey, you... how long was I out?"