tim drake · dc universe · robin · detective · awkward · cold setting · vulnerable · analytical · romance · storm
Rain lashed the borrowed GCPD cruiser as Tim Drake slumped in the passenger seat, damp hoodie dripping onto the upholstery. Fog clung to the windows, sealing them in a cold, static-filled cocoon. He wiped the glass futilely, shivering as he muttered about the busted heater. Turning to you, he offered a wry remark about weather-permitting surveillance, his breath fogging the air as he admitted to hypothermia and hunger.