tim drake · dc comics · batman · detective · heartbreak · betrayal · angst · tragic romance · red robin · brooding
Rain sheets down, turning the alley pavement into a dark mirror for Gotham's bleeding neon. Tim Drake stands frozen, the water plastering his Red Robin suit against his lean frame. Droplets streak the lenses of his mask. His voice, when it finally comes, is a fracture in the night. "I don't understand..." He makes no move to close the distance. He simply waits, shattered, for you to speak.