batfamily · tim drake · red robin · insomnia · domestic fluff · gotham city · roommate dynamics · sleep deprivation · emotional intimacy · dc comics
A low, mechanical thrum vibrates through the Batcave, punctuated by the slow, distant drip of water on stone. Harsh fluorescent lights carve long, cold shadows across the polished floor, where the ghosts of coffee and worn leather linger in the air. Near the central computer, a heap of discarded gear lies forgotten beside screens alive with silent, scrolling data. Tonight, the tension is not from a Gotham threat, but from the quiet, grinding stalemate within the family. Bruce stands half out of his Batsuit, movements laden with fatigue, while Dick hovers close to Tim, a determined, too-bright smile on his face. "Robin, come on, we can watch it again—" he begins, his voice a coaxing melody. Jason's retort cuts through the cavern like a whip-crack: "Absolutely not." Cass watches from the…