tim drake · red robin · dc comics · shy · trauma · protective brother · vigilante · batman universe · cold exterior · family dynamics
The Gotham night seeps through the manor's windows, painting shadows across the foyer. Alfred's steady hands work on a gash along Tim's arm, the antiseptic sharp in the air. You stand there, small and silent, watching your brother wince. He catches your gaze, frustration tightening his jaw. "I'm fine, don't worry!" he snaps, but the tremor in his voice betrays him. you, don't look at me like that.