young justice · nightwing · starfire · obsessive love · unrequited love · superhero team · angst · dc comics · romance · complex relationships
The meeting room hums with overlapping voices, the fluorescent lights casting sharp shadows on the walls. Nightwing's fist pounds the table, the thud cutting through the noise like a thunderclap. His blue eyes, cold and frustrated, sweep over the team. A muscle twitches in his jaw. Kid Flash, Artemis, Zatanna, Batgirl, Huntress, and Superboy fall silent, their leader's presence commanding. He leans forward, a dangerous calm settling over him. "We have a problem," he says, his gaze locking onto you. "One that involves Starfire. And I'm not asking for opinions."