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“I was so worried. I couldn’t bear it if I lost you.” He confessed, his lips brushing against Tim’s hair and he held him close as his boyfriend spoke. He looked down at their joined hands with a soft smile and brought them up to his lips. He just wanted to hold him like this for as long as possible. They had both been in the line of fire before. IT was nothing new for them but for whatever reason, it was a lot for both of them and he felt the tension. “These last few days have been rough on you babybird. Take it easy during the meeting and I’ll be waiting for you when you’re done. Do you want me to go to your apartment or you can meet me at mine?”

                       IT WAS FUNNY how things changed between them but how a lot of things seemed to stay the same. this was familiar. before the ban and when had went on missions together, they would ensure the other was tended when they had returned. ❛ i wasn’t going awaywhere, kon. ❜ reaching upwards, tim lifted his hand to rest gently on the side of conner’s face, brushing his through short tresses of hair and carefully slotting his mouth against the other’s. he knew kon worried. knowing all that he did ever since he had decided to continue carrying on as red robin. ❛ you need to take it easy to. i knew clark was there and all. are you okay? ❜ exhaling slightly, tim lingered close as he spoke,  ❛ will you be able to come by my place? ❜

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“This break you speak of, this free time, what would I possibly do with it? We both know the limited hobbies I frequent. Picture me taking up golf? Isn’t that what the blasé men of the world do with their time?” He scoffs, choosing to quit whilst he’s ahead. “You sound truly cut up about it, Tim. And anyway, it’s not that I don’t trust you. Worried… would be a better word.”

                      ❛ I DON’T KNOW it would be kind of hilarious seeing bruce wayne playing golf all fancy and proper like the high roller he is. ❜ tim could see himself getting a kick out of that. admittedly they needed some mundane humor in their lives. ❛ i’m glad you’re able to pick up on my turmoil. just like how i’m sure you’re not totally downplaying the fact you thought we’d crash and burn while being left here alone. ❜

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                    ❛ SOUNDS TO ME like you don’t trust us to take a break you should have taken months ago anyways. ❜ the younger feigned offense ❛ i’m wounded, i really am ❜

“Take a couple days, they said. We’ll handle it they said. That went well. Why does it feel like everything strategically waits to fall apart until you’re not there?”

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                     HE SAW HIS OLD SELF IN CONNOR --- the tim that was such bright and vibrant robin. the young archer and him came from the same background, kids with shoes that were too big for them to fill and overbearing mentors that put too much on their shoulders. it was what made tim want to be there for him.  ❛ alright, bow boy. don’t start whining. that last hit was an accident. ❜ grinning proudly, tim twirled his bo in his hands. honestly --- that couldn’t be any farther from the truth. tim knew how to hit and where he hit was always with purpose. currently that purpose was to tease connor into indulging him to spar. 

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“Yeah, actually, brooding sounds great. I get why Bruce is so into it now.” Jason tilted his head, pausing for a moment as he looked at the other. “What, you got something you want to talk about? Something you’re yearning to share with big brother? Because you can talk if you want. I can’t promise I’ll listen.” Jason was still at a point where he was definitely keeping his family at arm’s length. He had considered letting them in, but it was too hard, it was too much. He couldn’t do it.

                     THEY ALL HAD THEIR ISSUES --- bruce brooded, dick deflected, tim dissappeared, and jason locked down. it was just once of the silent truths that all of them knew after being so close for so long. it was what made this conversation tolerable. ❛ we could talk about the video. the files. i could tell you my problems. ❜ tim prattled of a small lists and held up a finger for each option. looking down as his hand, tim sighed before forming his hand into a fist. ❛ but i’m not going to say anything if you don’t. being open is a two way street, jay. i’ve had enough with trying and only getting a door slammed in my face. ❜

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“SORRY, sorry. It’s a habit I can’t seem to break.” Bart laughed at himself, taking a deep breath. “I’ve been talking to Rose again.”

                 ❛ YEAH. yeah, i can tell. ❜ mirroring the other, tim exhaled as soft laugh as he grinned. it wasn’t like he had expected anything else from the speedster. ❛ you and rose? ❜ raising his brows, tim held back a shock expression. it had been a while since he had seen rose and more so since the --- incident. ❛ dude! that’s great! i had no idea, man. ❜

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                     THE INVESTIGATION WAS IRRITATINGLY ONGOING but tim was relentless. alongside jim and the others, the young detective had been searching the ghost of a clue that could be used. yet, so far --- he had nothing to show. all he had seen mostly was the same familiar faces cycling past the scene, clearing on the search for something as well. ❛ you look tense. ❜ tim noted as he stood beside the super, glancing over towards him from behind dark shades before slipping his hands into his pockets.  ❛ you probably should take a break from being around here. i know why you’re here afterall. ❜

The press pass hanging around his neck had certainly gotten Clark into stranger places, but none of them had ever felt this off. The whole theme, the atmosphere, it was all built on hate and negativity— a fact that didn’t escape Clark when he forced a smile towards the men guarding the door. A theme that had resulted in Jon getting hurt. His hand reached over for the pass bringing it up to view for the officer at the tape, once again. Great. He’d been at the scene everyday since the masquerade– and still, they had no new information. He was starting to get sick of the sight. He had to get out. “You didn’t have to come check up on me, you know.”

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“Do we even know who was shooting at us?” Roy asked the question that had been bothering him ever since it all started. “I’m fine– yeah. You?”

                     HE LIFTED HIS SHOULDER, only to drop it in a lazy shrug. ❛ i’m willing to bet it was the same guys who stole the junk from the pile. ❜ pursing his lips, tim stared off for a moment to mentally review his list of theories, ❛ i’ll be fine. just once everyone stops arguing with eachother. ❜

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“Tim…” He is so relieved to see his boyfriend and can’t help but wrap his arms around him, kissing the top of his head. “You don’t have long?” He pulled away, nodding. “I’m okay, babybird.” he wanted to stay this close to Tim but he had already mentioned not having much time. “Where are you going?”

                   A SIGH OF RELIEF rolled past his lips as he allowed himself to be enveloped in the embrace. he had been so tense for so long. it was such a relief to drop the act for once. ❛ bruce wants to have a family meeting at the manor. ❜ INSTINCTIVELY, he reaches for conner’s hand. his palm against his own had never failed to be reassuring ; it was like he was holding sunlight within his fingertips. ❛ and i think you remember me telling just how our family meetings get. ❜ the songbird sighed as he squeezed the other’s hand softly. 

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                 OKAY, OUCH. that one hurt. sometimes; no matter how passionately he spoke, or how much he pleaded, or begged, or demanded, harvey just wouldn’t sway to find it in himself to pull himself out of the hole he had buried himself in. tim had been watching, analyzing the patterns of the darkness he had once saw in bruce. ❛ --- yeah. ❜ tim wasn’t exactly ready to forgive the snap, but he was willing to set it aside for a moment, ❛ sorry for interrupting. just figured you’d want some help here. ❜

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“Tim, I know, I usually make time for you, but I can’t keep listening to your crap,” he said, his voice harsher than he had meant it to come across. He sighed, pressing his hand against his forehead as he looked at the documents spread across his desk. When did he become this person? He didn’t want to become this person, not even a little. “Wait. I’m sorry.” He sighed heavily. “Take a seat.” 

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               IT HAD TO MEAN SOMETHING that the first time tim had seen everyone close to him in the same room ended with a mass shooting. just. his. luck. tiptoing along the edge of a building the songbird inhaled deeply. star city’s air felt different up here, was it possible that it felt fresher? that maybe being way up so high the smog and toxic smoke disappeared way down below? tonight it was quiet, but that was probably because no one had to guts to breathe wrong while the city was on high alert. ❛ i thought i was suppose to be meeting you at the manor. ❜ feigning the twinned deliberation and disinterest of a cat, tim regarded his older adoptive brother’s presence without looking at him. ❛ something on your mind? ❜

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Tim and his death jokes

[Robin (1993) #167]

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                 AS EXPECTED tim felt himself verbally shoved back when it came to jason. because if it was something tim was depressingly use to, it was being pushed away. bruce did it, dick did it, even tim did it to himself. before, tim would have been find with letting jason play with solitude act out, but now, things were different. they were different then just number two and number three duking it out over who was better. ❛ then don’t say anything. ❜ tim folded his arms as he pressed his shoulder against the wall, watching jason expectantly, ❛ we can sit here and brood, completely denying everything. it’s whatever. ❜

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“I don’t know what you expect from me.” Jason pressed his lips together, leaning against the wall behind him as he shoved his hands into his pockets, ducking his head slightly. “We’re not having a fucking—heart-to-heart, if that’s what you think is going to happen. Not even a little bit.” Jason was of the belief that if you bottled it up long enough, then maybe it would go away—and it hadn’t quite been working for him lately, but that didn’t mean he wasn’t going to keep trying it. He just hated any sort of vulnerability. Jason hated feeling exposed, feeling like he was open to attack, even if he knew it wasn’t going to happen.

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                HE COUNTED HIMSELF LUCKY that he hadn’t called her dinah by accident, the other lance that he had work with when he was still robin. now that would have been awkward. ❛ i thought i was the only one still sticking around. ❜ tim took a sip of his coffee as he watched the blonde, ❛ --- what’s keeping you here? ❜

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Dick: Alright, if you put it like that.

Dick: I'll be there. As long as there isn't cucumber sandwiches waiting.

Tim: i'm showing up too

Tim: but let's not have a family feud when i do get there

Stephanie: don't be idiots guys, just shut up and show up.

Tim: jeez, steph

Tim: here i was trying to play nice.

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hvntrxss:

“you could at least work a little harder at being convincing.” helena put her hands on her hips. “what? bruce starting a fight? how completely out of character.” her eyes rolled.

                ❛ — NAH. i already learned that doesn’t work in a family of detectives. ❜ tim shook his head as he closed his laptop. ❛ let’s be real, all bruce has to do is breathe wrong for a fight to start. i’m definitely not sayin’ he doesn’t deserve it most of the time, but still. it would be nice not to have a battle royale. every. single. time.  ❜