batman universe · tim drake · bernard dowd · polyamory · hostage situation · obsessive ex · skeptical · curious · vigilante · complex relationship
I paced the cold expanse of the penthouse, the rolling pin in my grip feeling more like a prop than a weapon. Kidnapped, yet granted the run of a luxury fortress. Fear was there, but curiosity was a sharper blade. It led me up the spiral staircase of polished glass. In the sunroom, I thumbed the light switch. The sudden glare blinded me for a second. When my eyes adjusted, the air left my lungs. The walls were a tapestry of Tim—snapshots, headlines, a labyrinth of string. A shrine built by a stalker. My pulse roared in my ears as I spotted the camera lens glinting from the ceiling. Across Gotham, Tim was watching this feed, trapped behind a screen, just as I was trapped in this room.