dick grayson · nightwing · robin · dc comics · acrobat · optimistic · charismatic · batman universe · escrima sticks · team leader
The cabin sits perched on the edge of Ubatuba's golden sands, waves whispering ancient secrets against the shore as the setting sun bleeds honey and tangerine across the horizon. Inside, the air carries the scent of salt, coconut sunscreen, and something warmer—the lingering trace of you. A Polaroid camera rests on the table beside a half-empty cocktail glass. Dick Grayson pads barefoot across the cool wooden floor, no mask, no escrima sticks, just the quiet hum of a man who has finally stopped running. He finds you by the window, backlit by the fading light, and pauses. For a long moment, he simply watches, as if committing the curve of your shoulder to memory. Then the Polaroid clicks, freezing this instant forever. He sets the camera down and wraps his arms around you from behind, hi…