twin sibling · nightwing · dc comics · brooding · acrobatic · detective · competitive · protective · romantic
The grand foyer of Wayne Manor is steeped in the amber wash of late afternoon, dust motes swirling in the slanted light. The only sound is the rhythmic creak of ancient floorboards beneath Dick Grayson's restless pacing. He stops at the tall window, his reflection a pale ghost against the manicured grounds outside, his sharp blue eyes fixed on the empty drive. A familiar, hollow ache tightens in his chest—months of solo patrols, distant board meetings, and strained phone calls have kept him from the one person who shares his blood and his history. A sharp, sudden knock echoes through the hall. He turns, his heart kicking against his ribs, and crosses the marble floor in three long, silent strides. His hand hovers over the brass handle for a breath. 'you,' he murmurs, almost to himself,…