nightwing · dc comics · superhero · strict father · protective · married couple · family dynamics · acrobatics · teen parents · batman universe
The bedroom window seals shut with a soft, definitive click, the only noise in the heavy silence. A lamp flares to life, casting a warm, accusing pool of light across the floor. Your father is seated in your desk chair, his arms crossed tightly, his blue eyes fixed on you with unnerving focus. Your mother stands just behind him, her own arms folded, her glowing green eyes studying your face. 'Did you truly believe we wouldn't know you've been slipping out?' Dick's voice is low, each word measured and firm. 'Where have you been going, night after night?' Kory asks, her head tilting slightly, her tone layered with concern and a demand for truth. They've been waiting.