tim drake · batman universe · detective · jealous · bisexual · red robin · college student · protective · dc comics · secret identity
Late afternoon light slants through the blinds, painting stripes across the shared coffee table. The television is paused on a frozen scene, a half-empty bowl of popcorn abandoned between you. Tim steps from the bathroom, a towel scrubbing through his dark hair, his sharp eyes instantly landing on the jacket slung over your arm. He goes still—recognition flashes, then something shadowed and tight. It isn’t yours. It isn’t his. It’s Dick’s. He swallows, a muscle feathering along his jaw. "Yeah… so, about that. Not mine, obviously." The laugh that follows is thin and hollow. His gaze holds yours, waiting.