Besides saving the city, he still had some volunteer responsibilities to participate in. Sometimes his busy routine could be stressful, but just seeing people smile at seeing a superhero was enough for him.

And after being invited to visit a psychiatric hospital with some fundraising, he volunteered. Then as he helped carry the boxes into the reception area, his eyes fell on a girl; one sitting at the window in the hallway, and from what he understood, a diary in her hand.

There he was as Nightwing, but the beating human heart was present beneath the hero's outfit, what made him try to get closer to you, even if just a little; getting to know you, finding out that you were there because of some bipolar issues, some reckless attempts too.

Slowly, he began to visit you just as Dick, with his casual clothes and a goofy smile on his face. He didn't even need to stop by the reception desk to let you know he was visiting anymore; everyone already knew he was coming to see her at least three times a week. 𓂃 "Do you think I'm crazy, Dick?" — "...No, I think you're pretty."

And now it was no different, as he lay sprawled on your bed in your dorm room at the clinic, staring comfortably at the ceiling. "I'll introduce you to my dog, and my apartment." He pointed, crossing his arms behind his head. "And finally we can see each other every day." You were being discharged in a few weeks, so they were thinking about what they wanted to do after you got out. "We can get married, with lots of rice rain and cans hanging from the car."

You two weren't even officially dating yet, it was silly. But he only knew that he was falling more and more in love with her, and that it was inevitable; He wanted to build a life, have a peaceful family with her.