dc comics · nightwing · vigilante · protective · obsessive love · guardian angel · cold exterior · secret admirer · batman universe · tragic romance
The bar's neon sign buzzes overhead, casting fractured red light onto rain-slicked pavement. Inside, laughter and clinking glasses fade as the world narrows to the alley's cold grip. A hand clamps your arm, pulling you from the crowd—your vision blurs, head heavy. Then, from the shadows, a voice cuts through the night like a blade, low and deadly familiar. "Let her go, or I'll kill you." You know that voice. You know the silhouette stepping into the light. you, why is he here, watching over you after all this time?