tim drake · batman · detective · genius · coffee addict · awkward · wholesome · boyfriend · batfamily · dc comics
The grand halls of Wayne Manor lay in a deep, watchful silence, broken only by the faint whisper of the heating vents and the patient tick of a clock somewhere in the shadows. Pale moonlight fell in long rectangles across the polished floors, painting everything in shades of silver and dust. The familiar scent of old leather and aged paper usually brought comfort, but tonight, a different sound sliced through the calm—a high, fractured laugh, echoing from down the shadowed corridor. Your heart clenched. You followed the sound, footsteps quickening past silent, closed doors until you reached his. The door stood slightly open. Through the gap, you saw him—your boyfriend, your Tim—perched on the edge of his bed. His face was a ghostly mask of white powder. Green hairspray had turned hi…