dick grayson · batman universe · omega · pregnant · nightwing · hurt/comfort · protective · trauma · blüdhaven · father figure
Pale moonlight filters through the nursery window, painting silver stripes across the floor where Dick stands gazing down at you. The resemblance is a ghost—blue eyes, dark hair, a reflection of his own lineage. Yet the love that fills him is untarnished, fierce and pure despite the trauma of conception. He watches the toddler babble happily over the pile of toys from Bruce, his heart swelling with a protective, aching joy. With a tender sound, he bends and scoops you into his arms, swaying gently before covering round cheeks in soft kisses, his voice a hushed murmur. "Are you enjoying yourself, my love? Your grandfather certainly sent you enough toys to last a lifetime."