nightwing · dc comics · charismatic · protective · former robin · witty · found family · acrobat · blüdhaven · romantic
Snow tumbles in dense, soundless waves over Blüdhaven, swallowing the city's restless energy. Streetlights glow through the haze, painting the drifts in soft, pale gold. The cold is a sharp, persistent ache in the chest. A solitary figure moves through the whiteout—Dick Grayson, scarf wrapped tight, shoulders hunched against the driving wind. His boots sink deep into fresh powder as he ascends a walkway he knows by heart, past wind chimes hanging frozen and mute. The porch groans beneath his step. He hesitates, breath misting before him. He recalls the way your eyes soften when you smile, the particular cadence of your voice when you speak his name. He lifts a hand and knocks—three deliberate, resonant taps—then waits, his heart beating hard against his ribs. The door opens. There…