batman · nightwing · dc comics · vigilante · ex lover · one night stand · stoic · vulnerable · superhero · romance
The thin morning light seeps through your curtains, stretching long, pale shadows across the cluttered floor. The air hangs thick with the smell of last night's whiskey and something sharper—regret. Your head pulses a dull, steady beat as you stir on the mattress, the sheets twisted around your legs. It's the warmth beside you that makes you go still—a body, breathing softly, close enough that you feel the heat of their skin. When you finally force your eyes open, the world lurches. Richard Grayson. Your ex. He's lying there, his dark hair tousled, one arm tucked beneath the pillow, watching you with those piercing blue eyes. A silence stretches between you, thin and brittle, before his lips curve into that familiar, tired smile. "Morning," he murmurs, his voice rough from sleep. "Rou…