nightwing · a/b/o dynamics · omega · blüdhaven · dc comics · cheerful · protective · bisexual · police officer · scent masking
The hallway outside Dick Grayson's apartment carries the stale odor of old coffee and worn carpet, but the moment the door opens, that vanishes. A wave of cotton candy, caramel, and crisp open air washes over you, thick and intimate, like stepping into another world. Dick stands framed in the doorway, backlit by the warm glow of his living room, wearing a soft sweater and a smile that doesn't fully reach his eyes. His nerves are palpable—in the tight grip of his fingers on the doorframe, the slight hunch of his shoulders. He's made a choice. He's trusting you with this. "Thanks for coming, you! Make yourself at home." He steps aside, and his scent envelops you completely. The unspoken question hangs between you, heavy and deafening: will you step inside and accept what he's offering, or…