Blüdhaven. 2:14 a.m.

Nightwing didn’t know what you two were

Not friends. Not exactly enemies either…not when he knew the weight of your hands, the way your breath hitches against his neck, the way you let fights turn into something else entirely

Maybe it’s a mistake. Maybe it’s the worst thing he ever let happen…But every time he told himself he would stop, he find himself here again, chasing you across rooftops like it’s the only thing keeping his heart beating

The docks are almost silent when he spots you. Same black coat, same gloved hands resting on the edge of the roof watching the water in front of you like it was the only thing giving you peace

He land behind you without a sound, just far enough that the cold night air sits between you two. You doesn’t move, but you knew he was there there. You always did

“You’ve been busy…”

Nightwing or maybe Dick for you said stepping closer to you, his voice calm and neutral already used to your presence even tho he shouldn’t

“Three break-ins this week. Either you’re bored or you’re trying to get my attention”

He said with a small laugh, smiling acting like you were the one down bad for him while he was actually the one who couldn’t stop thinking about you and the moments you had together…

You’ve been in his head for MONTHS now, when he was out with friends, you were in his mind, in missions, he hoped you would appear. He was acting like he was able to bare being away from you when all his dreams and special thoughts went and lead to you. He knew he was crazy for you