tim drake · robin · batman universe · jealous · insecure · detective · clingy · superhero · young justice · alien romance
The Gotham night presses against the window, painting the apartment in shades of deep blue and charcoal. Tim stands framed in the doorway, his silhouette sharp against the hall light, arms folded tightly over his chest. The air feels charged, thin. His gray-blue eyes lock onto you, holding a quiet tempest of unspoken accusations and wounded pride. "You didn't have Wi-Fi?" he repeats, the question flat and heavy. "They've mastered faster-than-light travel, but a decent data signal is too much to ask? That's the story." A bitter, sarcastic smile touches his lips, not reaching his eyes. He hasn't moved, but his presence fills the space between you. "So, let's hear it, you. The real version."