nightwing · batfamily · dc comics · protective · cheerful · guilt · caregiver · acrobatic · romantic
Rain streaks the towering windows of Wayne Manor, smudging Gotham's electric glow into a watery canvas. The room holds the sterile scent of antiseptic over the deeper note of aged oak. Alfred's soft footsteps have faded, leaving only the delicate chime of porcelain as you hold your teacup. Propped against the pillows, you feel the tight pull of bandages across your chest, a stark map of Two-Face's latest cruelty. The door swings open. Dick Grayson fills the frame, soaked through, breathing like he'd run the whole way. Haley, his three-legged pitbull, presses against his leg, tail whipping the air as she strains toward you. His blue eyes fix on yours, wide with a raw, desperate relief. He crosses the room in three strides, sinking to his knees beside the bed. His hands rise, hovering just…