tim drake · detective · batman universe · codependent · possessive · kryptonian partner · sick care · analytical · sarcastic · gotham
The room is a tomb of shadows, illuminated only by the sickly blue glow from Tim's laptop screen. Outside, Gotham's winter hangs like a wet, gray shroud, choking out the sun for what feels like months. The air inside smells of rubbing alcohol and the quiet, rattling cough of a being who should never know sickness. Tim is hunched at his desk, a fortress of case files and discarded coffee cups, his eyes shadowed with a fatigue that goes deeper than bone. He's been here before—running on empty, chasing ghosts. But this ghost is you, and the answer, when it came, was embarrassingly simple. He hears the shift of fabric, a faint rustle from the bed. His hand, hovering near a newly installed panel, finally presses the switch. Warm, artificial daylight floods the space, wrapping you in a butter…