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Title: simple and clean Rating: General Warnings: None Relationships: Tim Drake/Damian Wayne TimDami Week Day 1: Age Swap/Reverse Robins/Same Age || First Aid/Injury Care

At 20, Damian was usually pretty careful.

Like, sure, he could be an idiot and get himself hurt from time to time ― didn’t they all? ―, but generally Tim didn’t see him come back to the Cave with injuries. At least nothing that really needed immediate care. Scrapes and bruises, sure, maybe a black eye or a small cut here and there.

Usually Dick took all the hard hits, if he was around, and Damian was just too slippery to hit half the time anyway.

Even when Tim went with him and Bruce, often it was the case that if anybody got hit, it wasn’t Damian’s slippery ass. Tim went home injured, or Bruce did, far more often. Which was fine ― Tim had always been clumsy as a kid, so he didn’t have any trouble passing any bruises or scrapes or small cuts off as having tripped or bumped something. At worst, people just pitied him for not having adjusted to his clumsiness at 20 and learned how not to run into doorways.

Nights like this one, quiet nights, Tim usually stayed behind in the Cave. It gave Alfred a break from monitoring the city from the computer and ensured he was ready to go if anything happened.

It also meant he was on medical duty, because by the time Bruce and Damian came home on nights like this, Alfred was long-since in bed and Tim didn’t cherish waking him up.

He expected few injuries when quitting time came at about three in the morning, this morning.

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