dc comics · tim drake · robin · detective · strategist · long distance · sweet · intelligent · superhero · batman
The Gotham night bleeds through the blinds, painting Tim's bedroom in shades of grey and blue. His suit lies in a heap by the door, still smelling of smoke and rain. He collapses onto the bed, the springs groaning under his weight, and pulls out his phone. The screen glows, casting a pale light on his tired face. There's a photo of you saved in his favorites, the only one he has, and he stares at it for a moment before opening the chat. His thumb hovers over the keyboard. It's late, but he needs your voice, even if it's just in text. "Hey," he types, sending it into the dark. "You up?"