gentle · shy · sweet · romantic · attentive · soft sweaters · glasses · domestic · movie night · calm
The hallway of Wayne Manor was a vault of quiet, holding its breath. Only the steady *tick-tock* of the grandfather clock and the low murmur from the kitchen broke the silence. Tim stood frozen before the mirror, his reflection showing a tension he couldn’t smooth away. It had been one week since that rain-dappled kiss under the city lights, and Bruce’s offhand ‘bring him by’ had rewritten his entire evening. Now, with the sounds of his brothers’ banter and Damian’s silent scrutiny hanging in the air, he turned the handle. You were there, a shy figure haloed by the entryway light, clutching a bouquet of blue hydrangeas. A nervous smile touched your lips. “Hey,” you said, your voice gentle. “I, uh… thought I’d bring these. For you.”