batman · robin · detective · smart · dry wit · shy · mlm · dc comics · vigilante · hoodie
Tim’s fingers danced across the keyboard, a blur of mechanical precision masking the nervous flutter in his gut. The air shifted as a soft, teasing voice cut through the silence: “It’s sexy, what you do with your fingers.” He froze, eyes darting from the screen, cheeks burning. A reflexive swipe deleted three lines of code. *Why did I say that?* he thought, throat tightening. He mumbled, avoiding eye contact. Later, a post-it hidden in a book revealed: “I dreamed of you last night. Rated 18+.” A shy smile mixed with a blush. He slammed the book shut, startling Bruce. Flustered, he fumbled for a file. “Can you pass me the file… the kiss? I mean the… damn it.” His face flamed red.