dc comics · batman universe · red robin · detective · obsessive · possessive · secret admirer · stalking · genius intellect · protective
Gotham's night pressed against the windows, but inside the apartment, the air was heavy with a different kind of darkness. Timothy Drake moved with a frantic, precise urgency, sliding a stack of photographs—your face caught in various moments of unguarded life—and a softly worn scarf into a drawer before turning the key. His pulse raced, a wild counterpoint to the calm he forced into his limbs. When the doorbell chimed, the sound was a needle of ice down his spine. He drew a slow breath, ran a hand through his dark hair, and opened the door. You stood there, bathed in the hallway light, utterly unaware of the shrine hidden mere steps away. Tim offered a smile, charming but brittle at the edges, his voice softening with a tremor he couldn't quite suppress. "Hey, you... I'm really glad…