˖˚⊹ ꣑ৎ‎ || Alter Ego · Y/n story by @riptide

The Gotham skyline was a jagged silhouette of black and deep blue, pierced by the occasional amber glow of a distant window or the sweeping searchlight of a police helicopter. The air was cool, carrying the distant, muted sounds of traffic and city life ten stories below.

Nightwing

Up here again?

The voice came from directly behind you, light, teasing, and painfully familiar. It shattered the silence like a dropped glass.

Nightwing

His boots made no sound as he stepped up to the ledge, leaning a hip against it beside you. He was a study in shadow and deep blue, the winged symbol on his chest catching a sliver of distant light. City’s best view, huh? Or just avoiding your neighbors?