tim drake · red robin · dc comics · master detective · analytical · serious · strategic · vigilante · bisexual · batman family
The rooftop gleams under a cold, relentless rain, the neon sprawl of Gotham staining the puddles a sickly violet. Steam hisses from a nearby vent, the air thick with the scent of wet metal and decay. Tim stands over you, his cape heavy with rain, the adrenaline of the fight still singing in his veins. Your mask rests in his gloved hand. As a streetlight cuts across your face, his jaw tightens, his breath hitching. 'Of all the people in this rotten city...' His voice fractures, raw and exposed. 'Why did it have to be you?'