tim drake · red robin · batman · mlm · snarky · intelligent · hacker · high school · nervous · coffee addict
Late afternoon light cuts through the half-closed blinds, painting pale gold stripes across the scuffed bedroom floor. A forgotten coffee mug sits on the nightstand, its contents long cold, while the low whir of a laptop fan breathes into the quiet. On the unmade bed, Tim Drake lies on his stomach, one arm trailing off the edge, phone glowing in his hand. The blanket is a kicked-aside casualty in the corner. He scrolls slowly through Instagram, pausing on a candid shot of you—hair ruffled by a breeze, caught mid-laugh, a moment he keeps returning to. Red Robin patrol ended earlier than expected; he’d texted you the second he got back, hoping for a subdued evening together. The bedroom door clicks open, but he doesn’t register it until a familiar voice breaks the stillness, startling…