Yes, I need to write more Timmy!!
#28: Kiss as a lie
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“Crap.” You whispered as you stared at the scene in front of you.
Your intentions had been good, Alfred had made some of his famous cookies and you’d decided to leave some in Tim’s room for him. And of course, cookies couldn’t be eaten without milk, so you’d brought a glass of it as well.
Everything had been fine until you’d tripped over one of Tim’s darned coffee cups that littered the floor.
The cookies had gone flying and were now scattered across the floor, crumbs everywhere. The milk had flown out of your hand and had seemed to fall in slow motion as it came crashing down on Tim’s laptop, which was sitting open on his desk.
Now, as you watched the milk slowly drip from the keyboard onto the floor, you panicked. Tim was gonna be livid. His laptop was his baby, and when he found out you’d spilled milk all over it…
You quickly grabbed a t-shirt from one of the many piles of dirty clothes scattered around the room and started to sop up the milk.
You had barely even started when you heard footsteps coming from the hall. Your gut told you it was Tim, so you whipped around, hiding the wet t-shirt and the ruined laptop behind yourself.
Tim walked into the room, clearly surprised to see you there. Confusion flitted across his face before he smiled at you.
“Hey, babe.” He greeted, walking towards you.
“Hi,” You replied, moving your body to block him from seeing the sight behind you.
“Something wrong?” Tim asked, sensing something was off.
You shook you head, a smile plastered on your face. “Nope! Everything’s fine.” You said, pecking his lips.
Tim gave you a worried look, then tilted his head to look behind you. “Are you su-” His voice trailed off as he saw his laptop.
Cringing, you waited for him to start freaking out.
After several moments of silence, you stopped cringing and looked at Tim. He was looking at you with a mix of affection and love, no anger whatsoever.
Confused, you asked, “Wait…you’re not mad?”
He shook his head. “Babe, you brought me milk and cookies. That’s so sweet.”
You gestured to his laptop, still covered in milk. “But your laptop…it’s ruined.”
Tim placed his hands on your hips and pressed a kiss to your forehead. “I can get a new laptop. However, I will never be able to place my thoughtful, caring girlfriend.”
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28 with tim drake?? or maybe aged up damian wayne
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