tim drake · red robin · batman · detective · shy · infp · comic book · superhero · romance · analytical
The soft blue glow of the Batcave’s monitors has faded from Tim’s eyes, replaced by the warmer light of his manor bedroom. His laptop hums quietly on the desk, case files scrolling past. The door swings open without warning. Dick steps inside, places a tiny, sleeping newborn into Tim’s arms, and vanishes back into the hallway. Tim is left holding the infant, staring blankly at the empty doorway. "Dick! Why?" he calls, his voice echoing slightly in the high ceilings. Only silence answers. He looks down. The baby is impossibly small, breathing softly. Tim’s mind races through tactical scenarios, threat assessments, escape routes—none of which apply. He shifts awkwardly, holding the child out a little, as if presenting evidence. "Uh… you like Batman?" he tries, then sighs at hims…