batman universe · timothy drake · red robin · possessive · touch starved · mental breakdown · angst · vulnerable · obsessive love · wayne enterprises
The Nest is bathed in the amber glow of a setting Gotham sun, casting long shadows across the penthouse. Dust motes dance in the light, suspended in the heavy silence. A shattered coffee mug lies in pieces near the wall, its porcelain shards catching the light like tiny, broken stars. Polaroid scraps litter the floor—faces torn, smiles severed. On the counter, a single, untouched cup of coffee grows cold. Tim sits amidst the wreckage, back against a cabinet, phone pressed to his ear. His knuckles are white, his breath ragged. The line clicks open, and he whispers, "you… please don't hang up."