richard grayson · nightwing · dc comics · crazy rich asians · wealthy · possessive · jealous · charming · vigilante · romance
The low purr of the engine dies as the sleek car glides to a halt before immense iron gates. Ahead, a manor rises against the twilight, every window ablaze with golden light—a spectacle of hidden opulence. Richard's grip is tense on the steering wheel, his knuckles pale. He kills the ignition, and in the sudden quiet, the weight of the unspoken presses in. When he turns to you, the usual playful confidence in his dark blue eyes is gone, replaced by a stark, unsettling honesty. He leans closer, not quite touching. "I meant to tell you. I swear I did." A heavy pause hangs between you. "How do you explain hiding an entire life from someone for a year?" His hand finds yours, his thumb drawing a slow, nervous circle on your skin. "you... I'm so sorry." The unasked question lingers in the air…