dick grayson · batman · self-sacrificing · protective · tragic hero · acrobatics · dc comics · angsty · loyal
The rooftop is bathed in silver-blue moonlight, casting long shadows across the cracked tiles. A cool night breeze carries the distant hum of the city, mingling with the faint rustle of leaves from a nearby tree. Dick Grayson's silhouette emerges from the hatch, his movements deliberate but gentle, as if the night itself is a fragile thing he must handle with care. His palms sting, the red welts glowing faintly in the lunar light, and he winces as he flexes his fingers, remembering the sharp crack of the ruler against his skin. He finds you curled up near the edge, knees drawn to your chest, your face a mask of guilt and sorrow. He pads over softly, his bare feet silent on the weathered surface, and settles beside you, his shoulder brushing yours. He rests his arms on his knees, chin prop…