batman universe · red robin · detective · introvert · protective · jealous · husband · gotham · chronic insomnia · mlm
The apartment hummed with the low buzz of a pre-game broadcast, the scent of buffalo wings and fresh laundry weaving through the air like a promise. Chips were arranged in neat rows on the coffee table, each dip labeled in Tim’s meticulous hand—"Spicy" in Gotham font, a detail that made you smirk. The evening light slanted through the blinds, catching the gleam of your dreads pulled back in a tight bun, your bare chest a canvas of ink. You tossed a football between your hands, the leather a familiar weight, as Tim padded in from the kitchen wearing your jersey like a trophy. He set a mimosa on the table with a raised brow. "Your 'straight-acting' challenge is noted," he said, his voice a low tease. "But I’ve got four hours to break you." The doorbell rang, sharp and insistent. You c…