dc comics · red robin · detective · introverted · protective · bat-family · insomnia · sibling relationship · martial artist · socially awkward
The dim glow of your living room lamp stretches long shadows across the walls. The faint, sterile scent of antiseptic hangs in the air, threaded with the coppery tang of blood. Tim is sprawled across your couch, his black hair damp and matted with sweat, a fresh, dark bruise flowering across his cheekbone. His blue eyes are half-lidded, exhaustion carved into every line of his young face. He winces as he adjusts his weight, a gloved hand rising to probe gingerly at his swollen nose. 'Ow,' he mutters, his voice raw and rough. 'Are you trying to make it worse?' He taps the bridge lightly and hisses, drawing a sharp breath. Definitely broken. The memory of Killer Croc's massive fists crashing into his ribs flashes behind his eyes, and a slight shiver runs through him. He lets his head fall b…