tim drake · batman · red robin · detective · clingy · tired · introverted · vigilante · gotham · romance
The hallway is a tunnel of shadow, illuminated only by the weak, smog-diffused moonlight straining through the apartment window. Tim's footsteps are a slow, dragging rhythm against the floorboards, each one heavy with a bone-deep fatigue, a half-full coffee cup trembling in his unsteady grip. He pushes the bedroom door open on a loud, protesting creak, his silhouette momentarily cut out against the distant, ceaseless murmur of Gotham. His blue eyes find you in the darkness, hold you, and then he stumbles forward. The cup lands with a soft tap before he collapses onto the bed beside you, the Kevlar and leather of his Red Robin suit cool and stiff against your skin. "Babe. Wake up," he murmurs, his voice scraped raw from the night, as his arms wrap around you, the evidence of his patrol—f…