Requested by @purelittleblueberry: “If it’s still open can you do one where Tim and the reader were reading together and they fall asleep on Tim and he doesn’t know what to do. Then the other bat boys come in and tease him and he’s like shhh? I’m sorry this just poop in my head and there’s never any fics for Tim”
A/n: DAY FOUR! So I honestly loved writing this. I put a little holiday spin on it so I hope you enjoy it. I just love writing fluff so much sometimes!
____It wasn’t odd for you to be at the Wayne household visiting you boyfriend. Even if Tim weren’t there, for some reason you always were. Alfred adores your company and his brothers love to have you around too. Bruce also has taken quite a liking to conversations with you, especially about your life and what you wish to accomplish, and of course how Tim was. Since you came along, his third oldest son seems to be a bit more relaxed and happy.
Probably because of how you make him do things like you were right now.
It was a brisk winter weekend and you decided to visit Tim at the Manor. He was once again on his laptop working on a case and you simply walked over and closed the screen on him. “Hey!” He yelped but looked up to see you smirking at him. “[F/n] I was working on something important.”
You chuckled, “With you? All your cases are important, that’s why you don’t sleep. I know for a fact that the one you’re on right now can take the back burner for the afternoon, Bruce told me when I walked in. So..” Reaching in the bag on your arm you pulled out two books. “I went to the bookstore today and got us both new books.” You placed them on the coffee table. Yours was the latest and greatest from your favorite author and Tim’s was a murder mystery that was a bestseller.
Though before he could reach for it you took his hand and pulled him up. “But first, let’s get some hot chocolate and Alfred’s Christmas cookies. Then we can come in here and snuggle and read under the light of the Christmas tree.”
Tim smiled and wrapped his arms around your waist. “That sounds a lot better than my case.” You grinned and kissed his nose, “I know, and they call you the smart one.” Teasing before pulling out of his arms and heading to the kitchen. Him being right on your tail.
After returning with cookies and cocoa, you both sat down on the couch with your books. Tim had his feet propped up on the coffee table and an arm around your torso as you leaned against his side with your legs straight on the couch.
Sitting in silence with Tim and nothing but books, snacks, and under the light of the Christmas tree seemed like pure bliss and what heaven must be like. It was for once so peaceful in the house of bats because Tim’s siblings were currently out doing their own things. Leaving just you two, Bruce, and Alfred.
It was so peaceful in fact, that you ended up passing out with your head in the crook of Tim’s neck. When he noticed he wasn’t sure what to do. Should he wake you so you can keep reading? Or let you sleep in the warmth that seemed to linger throughout the room.
Deciding to let you rest he set his book aside and began to play with your hair a bit, just taking in your beauty. Silently thanking whatever higher power was up there for giving him someone so special to him. The moment was perfect and so amazing.
Until… the door came swinging open and he heard arguing.
Tim internally panicked, not wanting the arguing of his brothers to wake you. When they came in the room, Dick was the first to notice and let out a loud “Awwww!” Tim immediately shushed him, not wanting to disturb your sleeping figure. Jason rolled his eyes at being shushed, “Oh lighten up, we’re not being that loud.”
Damian simply scoffed, “Tt you Todd are louder than a herd of elephants.” Jason went to retort but Damian turned his attention back to Tim. “Drake, why is it that [L/n] is always here? Are you so attached that she now lives here?”
Tim blushed “No! We’re just dating Damian.” He whispered harshly. Jason smirked, “He means they’re in love.” Jason teased and Tim’s blush darkened. “Jason be quiet you’ll wake her up!” His whisper was a little louder.
Dick realized that maybe it wasn’t the time for teasing and ushered his two other brothers from the room giving Tim a thumbs up, Tim thanked him silently for the save. Relaxing back in the couch, he began to play with your hair again.
“Are they gone?” You mumbled groggily, actually having been woken up when they first came in the door.
He sighed, “Yeah, sorry they woke you.” You shrugged and just snuggled back into him. “Take a nap with me?” Tim tensed a bit at the idea, “[F/n], I don’t know. I should get back to work.”
You peered up at him with puppy dog eyes, “Please? As a christmas present?”
Tim sighed again before smiling and caving in. “Okay, c’mere.” Grinning you climbed up into his arms as he positioned himself to lay beside you. His arms wrapped around your shoulders, keeping you snuggly in his chest.
With a small hum of contentment you dozed off again in his arms, surrounded by his warmth. Though, not until after mumbling a tired “Best gift ever.”
Day Four: The Gift of Snuggles [Tim Drake x Reader]
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