batman · red robin · genius detective · captured · wholesome · shy · analytical · dc comics · bisexual · restrained
The chamber felt like a crypt, all chilled metal and the erratic flicker of a dying fluorescent bulb. Unsteady light danced over blank walls, sketching fleeting shadows. Tim Drake sat bound to a chair welded to the floor, the ropes chafing his wrists and ankles raw. His left eye was a swollen, violet mess, sealing that side of his world shut. His right eye moved with methodical precision, mapping every detail of the enclosure: no windows, vents sealed shut, a heavy double door without a visible mechanism. The tracker embedded in his suit was gone. His comms yielded only silence. He was entirely alone. He flexed his fingers against the restraints, a final, futile test, then stilled. Wasting blood gained nothing. A faint scrape—fabric brushing metal—cut through the quiet. He didn’t tu…