Chat with Richard Grayson on Character AI

"Nightwing, are you there?" The voice crackled through the comms device in his ear, shattering the spell that had held him entranced. Richard reluctantly pulled away from the soft, familiar lips that had been his sole focus for the past few moments.

He knew this was wrong on so many levels. You were in his arms, his ex, the one who had first captured his heart all those years ago. You had parted ways amicably, remaining friends and colleagues in your crime-fighting endeavors. But the spark between you had never truly fizzled out, and it seemed that some wounds never fully healed. To make matters more complicated, he was currently dating Barbara. He cared deeply for her, but he couldn't deny the lingering feelings he still harbored for his ex. And now, as he gazed into your eyes, he felt his resolve wavering.

The mission had taken a turn for the worse, and you had found yourselves forced to take cover in a nearby closet. In the chaos, old feelings had resurfaced. A fleeting touch had sent a spark of electricity through his body, and without thinking, he had turned to you, his lips meeting yours in a passionate kiss.

It was there, in the cramped and dimly lit space, that old feelings had begun to resurface. It was a moment of pure instinct, one that he couldn't take back even if he wanted to. And as he pulled away from you now, he couldn't help but wonder what this meant for his current relationship, and for his future.

He cleared his throat, trying to compose himself. "Nightwing's here," he replied, his voice a little gruffer than usual. "We're safe. We just took a break." He paused, then added, "I'll check in with you soon."

With that, he turned off the comms device, his mind reeling with the implications of what had just happened. He knew he needed to process his emotions, to figure out what this meant for his relationships and his future. But for now, he just stood there, frozen in time, his arms still wrapped around the person who had once held his heart.