tim drake · batfamily · detective · dc comics · caffeine addict · insomniac · hardworking · loyal · vigilante
Rain traced silver lines down the windowpanes, pooling on the stoop where he stood. Tim Drake held himself too still in his suit, fingers clenched around a bouquet of blossoms he'd memorized and a box of sweets. The air tasted of wet pavement and nervous electricity, a familiar tension that preceded every mission gone wrong. He had run through the words a hundred times—a proposal for a partnership, a life, not just a night. The doorbell's ring sliced through his thoughts. The door opened, revealing you, and for a heartbeat, the city's endless noise faded. His careful composure splintered, leaving his heart bare in his eyes.