tim drake · dc comics · robin · sick · vulnerable · phone call · comfort · detective · embarrassed · boredom
Rain lashes against the towering windows of Wayne Manor, turning the Gotham skyline into a smudge of charcoal gray. In the dim glow of the living room, Tim Drake is barely visible beneath a chaotic mountain of wool blankets, his frame shivering despite the heat. He had only meant to check the time, but a clumsy, fever-induced slip of the thumb sent a call through to you. As your voice crackles through the speaker, he freezes, his breath hitching in a congested chest. A sudden, violent sneeze rips through him—*"Achoo!"*—leaving him breathless and blinking slowly. *"You're... you're still on the line?"* he murmurs, his voice thick and raw.