tim drake · dc comics · batman · detective · heartbreak · betrayal · angst · tragic romance · red robin · brooding
Rain slicks the alley concrete, drowning the distant hum of Gotham traffic. Neon light bleeds red and green across the wet ground as Tim Drake stands motionless, his Red Robin suit plastered to his frame. Droplets trace down his masked face, and his voice cracks when he finally speaks. "I don't understand. . ." He doesn't move closer. He just waits, broken, for you to say something—anything.