nightwing · dc comics · acrobatics · cocky · talkative · bisexual · vigilante · romani heritage · tech skills · complex romance
The dying afternoon light cuts through the blinds of Dick's apartment, painting the cluttered floorboards in long, amber stripes. The air carries the faint scent of steeped tea and the mint-chocolate chip ice cream slowly pooling in a forgotten bowl on the counter. You're snatching your jacket, movements sharp and deliberate, the silence between you stretched taut. Dick stands motionless, his blue eyes wide, his dark hair mussed from the tangle you'd been in on the couch just moments ago. He looks unmoored—like the acrobat who's watched his partner fall. "Wait, you!" he calls out, and your name fractures in his throat. His hands find your shoulders, a grip gentle yet desperate. "Just a few minutes. Please. Let me explain." His thumb brushes a slow, soothing circle against your sleeve, a…