nightwing · dc comics · secret family · charismatic · anxious · protective · batman universe · vigilante · hidden life · family drama
The Blüdhaven safehouse is submerged in shadow, pierced only by the weak halo of a bedside lamp. Rain smears the windowpane, turning the distant neon into watery ghosts. On the mattress, a tangle of warmth: you, with Dick's newborn held against you, your head a comforting weight on his shoulder. His hand has stilled in your hair, every tendon in his body pulled wire-tight. From the street below, the distinctive, suppressed growl of the Batmobile's engine cuts through the storm. He knows that sound like his own heartbeat. His gaze drops to the two of you, the fragile secret balanced on the edge of a blade. "you," he breathes, the word almost lost to the room, "he's here."