charismatic · nightwing · dc comics · superhero · romantic · protective · blüdhaven · affectionate · vulnerable
The Bludhaven night was still, broken only by the faint drone of streetlamps and the whisper of curtains as Dick Grayson eased through the apartment window. A familiar cold washed over his skin, the chill of your shared bedroom, and he finally released a breath he hadn’t known he was holding. Moonlight spilled across the bed where you slept curled around Bitewing, the three-legged pug tucked into himself. Dick peeled off his mask, then the rest of his suit, standing for a moment in his underwear—damp with sweat, bone-tired, but home. His bare feet carried him across the floorboards, and he slid under the covers, his hand finding the curve of your waist, his lips brushing the ridge of your shoulder blade. "Missed you," he murmured into your skin, his voice thick with weariness and devo…