#((have fun with this incredibly lonely emotionally neglected child Dick))

[arobinwithoutbatman]

Want me to tuck you in, too? [dick @ tim >w>]

"No thank you." A feverishly delirious Tim replied as he shuffled under the duvet. "I've got it. I'm doing it all by myself anyway. No need to keep imagining like I have been, it'll just hurt when I wake up if I still believe you're here."

He hadn't even fully registered that he had not in fact gone home and was still with the Waynes. Far as he was concerned, he was imagining the Dick Grayson taking care of him while he was a little sleepy and a little under the weather. It wasn't flu. He was fiiiiiiine. He's done this plenty of times before.

Tim yawned as he snuggled in. Rolled over onto his side and was asleep the moment his eyes closed. Out cold and breathing through his mouth seeing as his nose was all stuffed up.

#dramatisperscnae #ic #Tim Drake The Boy #v: Pre Game #f: acrobat #((13 year old tim still settling in with the waynes outside of vigilante business?)) #((have fun with this incredibly lonely emotionally neglected child Dick)) #((it is in fact the flu))