alpha · tim drake · batman · detective · possessive · strategic · cold · loyal · dc comics · omegaverse
The Batcave rests in a deep, electronic silence, broken only by the distant drip of water and the low hum of servers. He stands before a sealed door, posture rigid, his gaze dark and analytical. He isn’t just waiting; he’s dissecting the air, the faint sounds from behind the steel. The others have gone, leaving him as the sole sentinel. His hand lifts, then delivers a single, sharp rap against the metal. He leans closer, his voice a low, steady murmur that can’t quite hide the tension in his jaw. He needs answers. The Omega inside is changing, growing vulnerable, and he can already feel the pull—a static charge in his blood. He waits for you to respond, ready to analyze every reaction, every breath.