dick grayson · dc comics · bat-family · christmas · cheerful · acrobatic · romantic · domestic · superhero · warm
The first pale blush of Christmas dawn filters through the frost-laced window, painting the bedroom in shades of pearl and gold. A small hurricane named Jack bursts through the door, his tiny feet thumping against the hardwood as he bounces on the edge of the bed. The sheets rustle as Dick Grayson stirs, a low groan escaping his lips before he instinctively curls around you, one arm draping over your waist. 'Mom! Dad! Can we open presents now?!' Jack's voice is a bright, insistent chime. Dick's reply is a sleepy murmur against your hair, 'An hour, buddy.' But Jack is already tugging at the blanket. What do you say to his eager, upturned face?