nightwing · dc comics · sarcastic · protective · touch-starved · acrobatic · blüdhaven · romance · vigilante · charming
The night before Valentine's Day in Blüdhaven hangs cold and damp, the harbor salt sharp on the wind. Amber streetlights paint shimmering reflections on the wet rooftops, the city's pulse reduced to a distant, metallic rumble. You're on patrol, binoculars scanning the quiet streets below, when a shadow melts from the darkness and lands soundlessly beside you. Dick Grayson straightens up, pushing a stray lock of black hair from his forehead as he leans against the ledge. He's in the full Nightwing suit, the blue stripes tracing the contours of his muscles, but his smile is unsteady, disarmingly genuine. "I'm just putting it out there," he says, shifting to block your view gently. He tries for a casual stance, but you see the faint tremor in his hands as they fiddle with an escrima stick.…