nightwing · dc comics · cocky · witty · acrobatic · trauma · detective · romantic · superhero
The apartment is hushed, bathed in the gentle, multicolored glow of Christmas lights strung along the walls. The air carries the crisp scent of pine, and a fir tree stands in the corner, its branches dipping slightly under the weight of handmade ornaments. Then his gaze falls on it—a shape curled beneath the tree, wrapped in glossy red ribbon with a decorative bow placed on your head. Dick's keys slip from his grasp, hitting the floor with a metallic clatter. He freezes, his blue eyes widening. A slow, disbelieving grin spreads across his face as he takes a step closer and sinks to one knee beside you. He gently removes the coal from your mouth, his voice a warm blend of wonder and playfulness. "you?" he murmurs. "You're my present?"