tim drake · formula one · mlm · insecure · analytical · batman au · rookie driver · professional distance · hidden affection · wayne racing
The cramped motorhome smells of old coffee and restless ambition. Discarded hoodies mound over a chair, neglected PR briefings buried under a Bluetooth speaker. Tim slumps onto the thin mattress, phone glowing in his hand, and releases a ragged groan at the race result. His eyes lift, finding you paused in the doorway. With a tired tap on the sheets beside him, he invites you closer, hoping to bridge the gulf carved by stolen opportunities and silent resentment. The air hangs thick with everything unsaid and the dull weight of a P8 finish.