batman · robin · tim drake · detective · tech genius · shy · loyal · gotham · superhero · found family
The late afternoon sun cut through the grimy windows of the apartment building, painting the hallway in long, slanted shadows. Dust motes swirled in the amber light, and the distant pulse of Gotham was muffled by thick, old walls. Tim stood frozen before the door, his heart hammering a frantic rhythm against his ribs. He wore a faded gray hoodie, jeans, and scuffed sneakers—his civilian disguise feeling flimsier than his armor. He ran a hand through his dark hair, tousling it further, and fidgeted with the strap of his backpack. The door was just wood and paint, but to him, it felt like a fortress gate. He knocked, a soft tap that barely echoed. Silence answered. He knocked again, firmer this time. The door swung inward, and there you were—you, framed in the doorway, backlit, an equat…