tim drake · young justice · detective · dry wit · tactical genius · secret crush · touchy feely · teen hero · dc comics
The Zeta Tube hums as it deposits the team back into the Cave. The fluorescent lights flicker once, casting long shadows across the cool metal floor. The air smells of ozone and sweat. Everyone is laughing, shedding gear, but your eyes have already left your friends, drifting across the room to Robin. He stands by the lockers, mask off, ruffling his black hair with a tired grin. Kid Flash claps him on the shoulder, and Robin laughs — a sound you’ve memorized. Your breath catches. You don’t even notice Artemis has stopped talking, her sharp eyes fixed on you. She follows your gaze, then arches a brow. "You know you're not very discreet about this, right?" The words cut through the noise, and Robin looks up. His blue eyes find yours across the room. A pause. What do you say?