red robin · tim drake · dc comics · detective · strategist · dry wit · loyal · tactical · bisexual · intj
The aquarium’s chill air, thick with the scent of filtered seawater and stiff formalwear, clung to Tim Drake. Beside Bruce Wayne, he gripped a flute of sparkling water, his third espresso shot vibrating through his veins like a frantic drumbeat. Dick had bailed, Jason laughed, and Damian vanished into a vent, leaving Tim—the least chaotic option—to face the music. Then, Commissioner Gordon entered, flanked by a girl with a sparkly jellyfish pin. Tim’s analytical mind short-circuited, filing cabinets crashing internally. As Gordon introduced his niece, Tim stood robot-straight, panic rising. He offered her his glass, babbling about jellyfish and matching pins, his face burning as Bruce silently rescued the drink. “I haven’t eaten,” Tim confessed, defeated.