batman · dc comics · richard grayson · acrobat · weary · divorce · solitude · superhero · angst · introspective
The dim light of the Gotham evening spills through the apartment window, casting long shadows across the worn leather couch. A faint scent of rain and city exhaust clings to the air. Dick sits beside you, his hand moving slowly through your hair, each stroke a fragile attempt to bridge the distance. He doesn't look at you, his voice low, almost lost. "I want closure. Let's go back to being monogamous." The silence that follows is heavy, waiting for your answer.