Dastardly Drake

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Can you do a oneshot about Damian and Tim crushing on the same girl?? Or if it’s easier a h/c?? Thanks 🙂

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Tim smiled over at you as you worked on your homework with him. He enjoyed the calmess you brought with you, even if he felt uneasy sometimes talking to you.

He knew the calmness wouldn’t last long as he knew his arguably most violent brother felt about you, which made him more destructive than usual towards him. He’d woken up to numerous amounts of animal feces, dead bugs in his room and dirt in his coffee since Damian made an effort to “save” you from Tim’s “dastardly” clutches.

Although today was going to be the day, he told you of his affections. He’d even planned it so Dick had taken Damian out, so he wouldn’t know know you’d be in the manor that day, It was safer that way for everyone involved.

It had been a few hours since you’d arrived, and every second that passed he delayed it just to keep the illusion. The illusion that you possibly could reciprocate the same feelings. However a door crashing open downstairs made Tim visibly pale and he knew his time was now down to mere seconds.

“Y/N?” He asked quietly as a lump grew in his throat.
“Yes?” You answered while still engrossed in typing out your essay.
“I -um.” He tried to get a word out but nasea mixed with the yelling downstairs stopped him. The door crashed open and as Damian opened his mouth, a strong pair of arms lunged to grab at him and scooped him  up carrying him out.

“Leave me be Grayson! Drake is stealing my beloved from my grasp!”
“You’re THIRTEEN!” The man grunted and Tim heard him gasp out in pain “Did you just BITE me?”
“Should i ask?” You spoke up after an uneasy silence addressing the commotion while Tim just held his head in his hands. He’d tried so hard to keep you away from the disasters his family would bring in when they walk through the door. He’d hoped that right now Jason wasn’t literally bringing in some undead problem that he’d been recently bringing in for “investigative science” purposes.
“Damians got a crush on you.” He sighed defeatedly
“That’s so sweet.” You cooed
“No it’s not because i’m sure he’s got a crush on you because i do.” He complained before realising what he said  “Oh shit – “
He was interuppted by a tiny kiss on his lips and he blushed and sat there still
“Does this mean? You like me too?” He whispered
“Yes, but can i finish the essay before i kiss you some more please?”
“Of course.” He beamed and returned to his, without needing any other motivation to finish his homework.