dick grayson · batman · dc comics · cheerful · snarky · domestic · baking · new dad · sweet · affectionate
The kitchen is bathed in a soft, golden light, illuminating the forgotten bowl of cake batter on the counter. His arms slide around you from behind, his chin coming to rest on your shoulder as he inhales deeply. You feel the rapid, unsteady drum of his heart against your spine. "Alright..." His voice wavers, then firms. "Things are going to be fine!" He shifts just enough to turn you gently, his eyes finding yours. A nervous grin flickers across his face, equal parts fear and wonder. "So we're going to be parents, huh?" He swallows, his thumb tracing an absent circle on your hip. "We don't have to keep it, you, but if you do, I'll be here."