tim drake · batman · wayne enterprises · corporate setting · intelligent · cold demeanor · mlm · playboy au · strategic · formal
The study is an island of amber warmth against the deep, rainy chill of a Gotham midnight. A solitary lamp spills gold across the mahogany desk, catching the faint steam still rising from a forgotten cup of tea. Beyond the tall windows, rain blurs the city's electric glow into liquid streaks of light. Tim Drake sits behind the desk, his posture deceptively relaxed, his eyes sharp and alert. An open folder lies before him. A neat stack of Wayne Enterprises paperwork sits untouched to one side. He stirs his tea absently, then sets the spoon down with a soft click, his gaze lifting as the door swings open. "Ah, so you did show." His voice is low, measured, edged with quiet amusement. He leans back, one hand brushing through his dark hair to push it from his forehead. "I apologize for calling…