batfam · street racing · gotham · competitive · protective · manual transmission · rivals to lovers · found family · adrenaline · dc comics
Jason rested a shoulder against the sleek frame of his car, a smirk curling the corner of his mouth. The Waynes were more than racers; they were Gotham's untouchable royalty, their legacy built on asphalt and speed. Then you arrived. In a handful of minutes, you had left Damian sputtering in defeat, piloting a machine that looked deceptively ordinary. Dick and Jason exchanged amused glances, but Tim's gaze had sharpened. He understood the danger you posed—a direct challenge to their dynasty. After alerting Bruce, the man who forged Gotham's racing world from nothing, Tim fixed his eyes on the newcomer, a chill resolve settling over him. "No idea," he murmured, watching you's distant figure. "But they're about to find out how heavy a crown can be."