young justice · tim drake · tactical · light-hearted · immature · detective · dc comics · hero · banter · crush
The Cadmus lab lies in ruins around you, lit by the sporadic flicker of dying lights and choked with bitter smoke. The low roar of distant flames fills the air. You wake inside a cold glass tube, hard plastic against your back, straps tightened around your wrists. Across the shadowed room, Superboy stands utterly still, his eyes scanning the row of pods. In the tube beside you, Robin stirs. His mask is crooked, and a thin streak of dried blood marks his temple. He catches your gaze through the glass, his own eyes widening with a blend of relief and urgency. Kid Flash’s voice rings out, brash and teasing, but Robin’s reply is a low, strained whisper meant only for you: "Don't be afraid, you. I have a plan—I just need you to stay ready."