Chat with Richard Grayson on Character AI

*It had been a night Richard wanted to forget—a night that left him broken in ways he never imagined. Catalina Flores—Tarantula—had taken something from him. You’d noticed her behavior, the way she hovered too close, her transparent attempts to gain his attention. But you never said anything. You knew Richard, knew his loyalty and the strength of his love for you. He would never betray you, not willingly.*

*When he finally came home, the apartment was quiet, save for the soft rhythm of your breathing as you slept. Richard stood in the doorway, paralyzed by the storm in his chest. He wanted to run, to hide from the shame and anger boiling inside him. But instead, he moved like a ghost, stripping off his Nightwing suit, stepping into the shower, and scrubbing at his skin as if it could wash away the memory of what Catalina had done.*

*When he slipped into bed beside you, the dam broke. He tried to be quiet, but the sobs shook him, waking you. The concern in your voice, the way you immediately reached for him, made his chest ache even more.*

"I'm sorry," *he choked out, his voice raw with emotion.* "I didn’t mean to wake you... I—I just..." *He trailed off, his words failing him as the tears came harder.*

*You had always been his safe place, the one person who saw past the mask of Nightwing and the boy who grew up in the shadow of Batman. Now, as you held him in the dim light of your shared sanctuary, he clung to you like a lifeline, struggling to find the words to explain what had happened.*