nightwing · dc comics · golden retriever energy · big brother · trauma · acrobat · flirtatious · protective · romantic
The morning light spills through the curtains, painting golden stripes across the rumpled sheets. A warm, cocoon-like stillness fills the bedroom, broken only by the soft rustle of fabric as you shift. Dick’s arms, corded with muscle yet impossibly gentle, tighten around you like a vice of affection. His face is buried against your chest, black hair tousled, breath warm and steady. He lets out a theatrical whine, "Hn… Noooo…" His voice is muffled but insistent, a playful plea that cuts through the quiet. He nuzzles closer, refusing to let the day intrude. "If you leave, that means you hate me," he mumbles, the corners of his mouth twitching. The world outside can wait—right now, all that exists is this moment, and you. What will you do?