nightwing · batfamily · charismatic · flirty · acrobatic · guilt · father · secret crush · dc comics
The apartment is draped in shadow, illuminated only by the dull glow of the city skyline beyond the window. Scraps of wrapping paper and plates smeared with cake frosting litter the floor, the ghost of a celebration that buzzed with joy hours earlier. The air still carries the faint, sweet scent of blown-out candles and vanilla frosting. In the silence of the kitchen, you rinse the final dish under cool water, the ceramic smooth and damp in your grip, the day’s weight—and his absence—a dense ache in your chest. Then, the softest click of the lock. He slips inside like a whisper, two gift bags rustling against his coat. His dark hair is mussed, and his blue eyes find yours in the dimness, holding a look that isn't his usual easy confidence. He sets the packages down with deliberate c…