Love (Tim Drake X Fem!Reader)

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Requested: YES
Request:  How about Tim and the reader just chilling together at midnight? (In other words, the reader is just as sleep derived as he is).
Summary: You left me full reign over what to do with it and It ended with this piece of fluffy Fluff. Honestly, your request was so simple and yet I got immediately inspired. Thank you for the request!! Since it 5 Am now and the sun is starting to rise, I’m going to sleep.
Word count: 1458
Warning(s): Sex mentioned

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„Tim?“ you asked in the general direction of your boyfriend while you glanced up from your phone and at the ceiling. You were laying on the couch and your eyes were burning either form lack of blinking or lack of sleep but telling the difference was too difficult.

“Hm?” was his response as he sat nestled at the corner of the couch, his fingers typing away at his laptop. The rhythm was soft and familiar, and you looked at him. He was wearing his red hoodie and starred at the screen in concentration.

He was a mess. He hasn’t slept for three days, hasn’t showered for two and hasn’t moved from this spot for 6 hours. But in your eyes, he was still utterly perfect. The way his eyebrows creased when he frowned, the piercing gaze of his eyes and the precision and dedication with which knew what he was doing made you smile.

You took in the image of him and stored it in your mental album to admire it another time again. Your silence lasted for a moment too long which made him look at you, silently waiting for you to continue talking.

“I love you.” You finally said like the lovesick, tired fool you were.

Maybe your brain finally had given up from the sleep deprivation?

You knew exactly how long he was awake, what and when he last drank some water, what his current coffee intake was and when he had last eaten but you couldn’t, for the life of you, remember your own stats.

How long where you awake? When have you last seen the sun? What day was it? Did you even drink some water?

You’ve been on your phone, reading stories for way longer than you would ever like to admit out loud.

Tim smiled in response. “Oh, really?” he said, and you immediately regretted saying anything to begin with.

He was in one of those moods again.

The argumentative and teasing mood.

“Tim, please. Just say you love me too, just like an ordinary boyfriend would.” You said softly but he only chuckled.

“Bold of you to assume I love you back.” He said and you fake gasped at that.

“Tim.”

“What made you come to that conclusion?” he asked, eyes again on his screen but it was obvious that his attention was more on you than on whatever he was just working on.

“Tim, please.” You pleaded.

“I’m just saying, (Y/N). Pretty big assumption you’ve made there.”

“Tim, I swear I am going to leave you.” You groaned in frustration which made him laugh softly.

“And yet you just said you love me. So, what is the truth, (Y/N)? Which one is it?” he teased you and you felt like throwing a pillow at him, which you would’ve if 1. It wasn’t so far out of reach and 2. You weren’t so goddamn lazy right now.

“I am going to smother you in your sleep one day just for your cockiness right now.”

“Nice plan, but you’ll have to catch me asleep first for that.” He retorted, and you honestly couldn’t argue with this logic. He was right.

“So…” you finally sat up from your previous position. ”What you’re saying is that you don’t love me?”

“I didn’t say that.” His fingers clicked away at a much slower pace than they did before. “I just asked for your evidence.”

“Tim … We’ve been dating for like two years?” you answered and he shot you a mischievous look. “Good starting point.” He admitted.

“Starting point? I swear I am going to kick your ass.”

He was obviously enjoying this.

“Okay.” He simply said and something about his expression and the way he just said that pushed all your buttons at once.

You frowned. “Alright, smartass.” You said, your phone long forgotten as you positioned yourself to face him properly.

“First of all, you told me multiple times that you love me. The most immediate example was today when I tripped over your charger.” You started and even though annoyed, you found yourself oddly excited at this little game.

“True.” He said and you continued.

“Second of all, I am a naturally loveable person.”

“Debatable and subjective”

You rolled your eyes. “So is love, though.”

At this, he chuckled. “Also true but still denied. What else have you got?” His typing had stopped but he was still looking at his screen here and there.

“Asshole.” You said before you sighed. “Okay, then what abouuuuuut….” You were searching for other ‘evidence’ in the deep black hole that was supposed to be your mind.

It was probably the sleep deprivation that added to his cockiness and your irritation but you would’ve been lying if you said that you didn’t enjoy it somehow.

“Your heartbeat quickens whenever we cuddle- Oh! Cuddling! You get seriously grumpy whenever we aren’t together for some time and you get so touchy. Like last time you were on a mission, remember when you came back? You just hung on me like a koala for about two hours. Also, while we are talking about touching, you also get quite irritated when I don’t kiss you in the morning, like some kind of diva. You constantly want me to stay at your place or sleepover and when I don’t you are texting me. It’s not even important stuff it always just “Eat. Sleep. Look at this picture of a Cat.” etcetera.” you simply said anything that came to your mind.

By now you had his full attention. The laptop has been put aside as he just listened to you talk with a lopsided smile on his face. He looked almost proud.

“And last but not least… “ you checked if you had his attention before finishing your little speech.

“Our sex life.” You dropped the final bomb which made him blink in surprise.

“What about it?”

“We have one.”

“I’m aware of that.”

“I think it counts as evidence.” You finally said before you quickly added.  “And if you say that Lust and Love are separate concepts I will like for you to keep in mind that It depends on the person AND judging by your lack of sex before, it’s obvious that it had to do something with your love for me. Either that or lack of options on your part.”

At that, he was silent for a full minute before he finally nodded.

“Okay, I’ve probably deserved that.”

“Also, you still keep blushing whenever you see my boobs and-“ – “OKAY, okay, shhhh. That’s enough” he said, pulling you closer as you laughed at his sudden embarrassment.

“So, what’s the verdict?” you asked, after removing the finger with which he physically shushed you before and intertwined your fingers with his. His hands were cold, you absentmindedly noticed.

“Seems like it’s obvious that I love you.” He said and these words made something in your chest flutter with excitement.

You two slowly settled into a comfortable embrace with his arms around you and your head laying comfortably against his chest.

“You know, you could’ve just said it from the beginning.” You said, your eyes slowly closing on their own as his warmth started to lull you into sleep.

“Oh, I know.” He said and you heard the tiredness in his voice.

“But then I wouldn’t have seen you all worked up and annoyed. I couldn’t deny myself such a simple pleasure.”

You scoffed.

“Timothy Jackson Drake, if you ever claim to not love me back I will physically fight you. Red Robin or not, I will fight you.” You stabbed your finger into his chest to underline your last words before he easily caught your hand again.

“Sounds very aggressive to me”

You sighed in defeat. “You’re unbelievable, you know that?”

“You mentioned it a few times.”

“But I still love you.” You said. 

A second passed before you both chuckled at that.

“I love you too.” He finally mumbled into your hair. “Every day a bit more.”

“That’s… That’s a lot of love.” You said, softly yawning as you felt the sleep finally pulling on you.

He smiled against your head, his eyes closed as he took in your scent. “Hmh. It is.”

“Does it ever stop expanding or is it infinite?” you mumbled tiredly. You didn’t fully register your words properly as you just wanted him to continue talking. For you to continue to listen to his tired voice above you and feel his heartbeat so close to you.

You wanted to be completely engulfed in his presence.

Something you couldn’t even properly put into words when awake, let alone on the verge of some long overdue sleep.

“Infinite.” He mumbled.

A small smile tugged at your lips.

“Good.”