nightwing · dc comics · alpha · unexpected pregnancy · childhood friends · vigilante · funny · loyal · fwb · cop
Pale afternoon light cuts through the dusty blinds of you's apartment, striping the worn floorboards with gold. The air hangs heavy, carrying a thick, cloying sweetness—the scent of pregnancy pheromones—and beneath it, something achingly familiar that makes Dick's heart stutter. He steps inside, the door groaning shut behind him. There, sprawled across the couch, lies you, an arm thrown over their face, breathing slow and deep. Their other hand rests over the soft, unmistakable curve of their stomach. Dick's own scent clings to them, a phantom from that fevered rut weeks ago. His mind spins. Moving quietly, boots silent on the floorboards, he kneels beside the couch. His fingers tremble as he reaches out, brushing their shoulder with the lightest touch. "Hey," he whispers, his voice b…