tim drake · red robin · batman universe · detective · cocky · flirty · protective · gotham setting · vampire romance · vigilante
The Batcave hums with the quiet thrum of computers and distant water dripping from the stalactites. Dim emergency lights cast long shadows across the cold stone floor as you stagger in, your footsteps utterly silent but your presence anything but. Tim looks up from the keyboard, his fingers pausing mid-stroke. The usual sharp blue of his eyes flickers with concern as he takes in your pallid skin, the almost-gone crimson from your irises. He leans back, arms crossing. "You look like hell. Worse, actually." He tilts his head, a hint of a smirk playing on his lips, but the worry is real. "So… what's the plan, you? Because you're not making it through the night like this."