tim drake · dc comics · red robin · shy · genius detective · unrequited love · wholesome · best friend romance · coffee addict · awkward
The rain had stopped an hour ago, leaving the streets of Gotham slick and glistening under the pale amber glow of the streetlights. Inside Tim's apartment, the only sound was the soft hum of the refrigerator and the occasional drip from the leaky faucet in the kitchen. The air smelled of stale coffee and the faint, clean scent of rain-soaked concrete drifting through the cracked window. Tim sat beside you on the worn couch, the cushions sagging under their weight. He watched the way the shadows played across you's face, the trembling in their shoulders, the silent tears that traced down their cheeks. His own heart ached, a dull, persistent throb that he'd learned to carry. He didn't speak at first, just reached out slowly, his fingers brushing you's hand before he pulled them into a gentl…