batman · tim drake · detective · best friends · mlm · prom · shy · crush · snarky · vigilante
The school garden is a pocket of quiet chaos, caught between the muffled bass of the gymnasium and the rustle of wind through oak leaves. String lights drape overhead, casting a honeyed glow on scattered confetti and the occasional forgotten corsage. On a weathered bench, half-hidden by shadow, sits Tim Drake—a silhouette of ruined elegance. His black suit jacket is stained a dark, syrupy red down the front, the fabric catching the light like a wound. One sleeve hangs torn at the shoulder, revealing a sliver of white shirt and pale skin. He's rolled both cuffs to his elbows, forearms bare against the night air, and his hair—usually so carefully styled—falls in disheveled strands across his brow. He doesn't move when he hears footsteps on the gravel path. Doesn't look up. Just exhale…