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Joys of Fatherhood	By : Owlgirl Category: DC Verse Comics > Batman Views: 2043 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Damian had decided it was his rightful place to parade around as Robin. When Batman saw him on the rooftop, calling out ‘father’, the man was immediately infuriated and then worried. Tim had said he would watch the boy and keep him out of trouble, and the teen he had fallen so madly in love with was not one to simply step aside on a promise, and on something so important.

Batman practically threw Damian into the Batmobile and hit the gas as soon as he was buckled in. Damian was wearing a Robin tunic like Dick and Jason had, the child had broken one of his most valued trophies, the costume of the Boy Wonder was not one to simply throw on and then spit upon. Batman gripped the wheel of the car tighter, refusing to answer to his son no matter how many times he called to him.

It seemed to take forever to get to the Cave, but when the car was finally parked, Bruce jumped out as fast as possible, almost immediately finding Tim in a heap on the floor, amongst the rest of the Robin costume and broken glass of the Case.

He called out to the teen and ran to his side, cradling his head in his gauntleted hands. Tim shook his head woozily and looked up at the man. “Bruce…?”

“Tim, are you--”

“…Stopped bleeding…Damian…”

Batman turned around to look at the guilty figure, Damian standing in his supposed Robin gear, “You hurt, Tim.”

“Father, I could not have another vying for you attention. That whore does not deserve to wear the suit of Robin, to-to be at your side!”

“Shut. Up.” Batman growled low and clenched his teeth, focusing back on the sorry state his partner was now in. He picked Tim up carefully, nestling the teen’s head against his chest. “Alfred!,” he yelled out, even more worried when the man did not show up.

“Where,” he turned back towards Damian, “Where is Alfred!?”

“Upstairs, I--”

“Shut up.”

He took Tim to the medical station and patched him up as well as he could, but the teen was still severely injured. Bruce looked for Damian, happy when the child had decided not to move an inch. His son took him up to the room that had been designated his own and stood to watch as Bruce crouched down to work on releasing the lock secured by the keypad.

In a few minutes, the butler was free, and looking more then agitated. “Master Bruce--”

“Robin is in the medical station, he needs your doctoring skills.”

“Very well, Sir.” The butler walked off, not giving the trouble child a second glance.

Alfred focused on helping Tim; the teen had fallen from a great height and lost a lot of blood. He went through the medical inventory, happy to find they were quite adequate in everything the teen would need. Batman came down, Damian standing a few feet behind him as if he didn’t want to feel his father’s rage.

In a few hours, Alfred removed his mask and looked over at Bruce, “He’ll heal with time, but he’ll need rest. Lucky Master Tim was trained for such events in case he had a horrible fall. His training is the only thing that saved his life.”

Batman turned towards Damian, and let out a low growl before finding his way to Tim’s side.

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Bruce listened comfortingly to the sound of Tim’s steady heartbeat, ashamed that he had not listened to his sixth sense more closely about Damian. The child was trouble, through and through, but Bruce was left unsure what to do with him.

He ran a gauntleted hand down the soft skin of Tim’s forearm and suddenly the teen was talking to him. “Bruce…” Tim’s blue eyes were tired, and it made the man realize how close he was to losing the teen. He gripped onto Tim’s hand tighter and lowered his lips onto the younger man’s.

Tim smiled against Bruce’s lips and brought his hand around the back of the man’s head to bring him closer. “It’s not your fault,” Tim whispered, still so weak. When he kissed Bruce, it seemed to make all the confusion go away, because Tim was his partner, Tim was *his* Robin.

He let the teen lick his way into the man’s mouth, and Tim moaned lightly into the kiss, grabbing on tighter to Bruce’s neck. Tim had to make everything so tempting for Bruce, but the teen had almost died and it was all his fault.

He pulled away and Tim was stunned, but didn’t release his hand from the back of Bruce’s cowl covered head. “Really, Bruce it isn’t…,” Tim looked calm but so unsure of himself but never strayed from the lenses of the cowl. “I-I should have been more careful…I wasn’t using my full potential because I didn’t want to hurt the kid--” The man laid a gloved finger across Tim’s reddened lips.

“I should have been more truthful to you…”

“Hmm?”

“Tim, *never* take a chance like that again, I don’t want to lose you.” Tim grinned and threw his arm with the IV in it around Bruce’s neck and kissed him again. The man was surprised how much energy Robin had, sucking kisses along the exposed jaw line. He whimpered as Bruce grabbed hold of his wrists and put them back on the bed with a growl.

“You’re too weak, Tim, you lost a lot of blood.”

“I’m fine…”

“You’re not. Besides, Alfred would kill me if he found out we had slept together with you in this state.”

Tim giggled, turning his head sideways to look at the door to the hall. “Yeah, you are a bit rough when you’re in the suit.”

Batman growled above him, hands still around the teen’s thin wrists. The teen watched the visible part of the man’s face, his mouth curled down into a slight frown. “Stop brooding, I’ll get better, Damian will hopefully be gone, and we can go back to our normal routine without *interruption*,” Tim grinned wickedly at the last word, but laid still when the bat finally removed his hands from the teen’s skin.

“I need to go find Talia.” Batman was about to get up to leave but Tim latched onto his arm with surprising strength.

“Bruce…one more kiss.”

The man turned, half covered face unemotional. “Please,” Tim said innocently and then the man was leaning down, mouth hungry and rough against Tim’s.

The teen cooed and accepted it, biting the man’s lips as he rose back to his full height. Tim was left, heated and slightly uncomfortable in his bed. The bird still managed to grin past the blush on his face, “don’t kill the little bastard out there.”

Batman smirked, “I’ll try not to.”
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