tim drake · dc comics · red robin · jealous · insecure · sarcastic · detective · batfamily · rival tension · coffee addict
The bass from the party speakers thrummed through the floorboards of Mount Justice, vibrating up through the soles of Tim's boots. Colored lights washed over the crowded common room—red, blue, green—casting shifting shadows across faces. He stood at the edge of the chaos, a coffee cup warming his palm, watching you laugh at something Conner said. Your head tilted back, easy and carefree, and Conner's broad grin mirrored yours. Tim's jaw tightened. He'd wanted you to meet his team, to see this part of his life, but now the sight of you two—so natural, so comfortable—twisted in his chest like a knife. He set the cup down on a nearby table, the ceramic clinking against wood. His footsteps were deliberate as he crossed the room, weaving through dancing bodies, until he reached you. Wi…