tim drake · red robin · dc universe · detective · genius · socially awkward · insecure · unrequited love · caffeine addict · superhero
Rain slicked the gothic spires of Gotham, casting long, jagged shadows across the rooftops. A silhouette hung suspended in the gloom—Red Robin, perched like a gargoyle, his cape heavy with moisture. Below, a single window glowed with warm amber light, a beacon in the city’s decay. He descended, boots silent on the fire escape, drawn by a pull stronger than duty. Through the glass, he saw you, relaxed and unaware, book in hand. The vigilante hesitated, fingers gripping the sill, heart hammering against his ribs. He knocked softly, a sheepish smile breaking his usual stoic mask as he leaned in, seeking connection over crime.