Tim Drake Soulmate AU

One

I wasn't planning on expanding this AU but I guess I was wrong. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ Well anyway, I've decided to do a step counter soulmate AU for each of the batboys. So keep an eye out for all of those within the next couple of days. As always I'm open for prompts and suggestions. Hope you enjoy! @

Tim Drake x Reader: Imagine a soulmate AU in which your OTP gets a step-counter. For each step they take, the number on the counter goes down, marking the moment they meet their soulmate. (Prompt from )

You were a normal girl growing up. You had a number just like everyone else; a promise that one day you would meet your soulmate and you would take your first steps together when your numbers simultaneously hit 0. You were born with a fairly low number. Your parents assumed that meant you would meet your soul mate as a child and the two of you would have the opportunity to grow up by each others side. That type of situation happened all the time. Except that's not what happened to you.

When you were ten your parents were taking you out to a movie when a drunk driver swerved hitting your parents car head on. The car spinned wildly out of control only to be stopped when it wrapped itself around a tree. Your father was killed on impact. Your mother died later in the hospital from the loss of blood and her injuries. Shrapnel severed your spine and you were irreparably paralyzed. You were orphaned, paralyzed, and alone in the world and yet people still fawned over saying how lucky and brave you were. You sure as hell didn't feel like it.

You were brought to the Gotham City Orphanage as soon as you were released from the hospital. They sent you to a couple of Foster homes but you always ended back up at the orphanage. At least you knew the orphanage was wheelchair accessible.

The only thing that gave you hope during your lonely nights was that the number on your wrist read1. You didn't know what that meant but you wanted to believe that it meant that one day you would still meet your soulmate and you would take one more step to meet him. That one small number was your one ray of hope through many dark days. It was a day you looked forward to your entire childhood.

Your life began to turn around when you received notice that you were chosen for a Wayne Foundation Scholarship to Gotham Academy. A handful of kids at the Gotham City Orphanage got scholarships every year and you were one of them one year. You didn't want to be some crooked corporation's charity case but your parents always taught you not to look a gift horse in the mouth.

You quickly figured out that people at Gotham Academy could be really cruel. It was no secret that scholarship kids were immediately targets for the teenage pettiness of a private school. You were no exception to that natural law of order.

You met Tim at Gotham Academy one day when a group of snobbish bullies were blocking your way to the elevator.

"Just use the stairs, [Y/N]" The queen bee type girl said with a sickening sweetness in her voice. Her friends erupted in laughter as if it were the funniest joke ever told by man or god. Your face flared up in shame and embarrassment. You didn't ask for any of this.

"Please move Venessa." You pleaded keeping you head down. You tried to roll past their blockade but they pushed you back. They just kept laughing at you

"Awww you're so sad." She teased giggling at you.

"Enough! Don't you have anything better to do with your lives?" A strong voice yelled with disgust at your tormentors.

"Oh look! Another Wayne charity case. You two are just too perfect for each other." Venessa sneered. You looked behind you to see a boy that you recognized as Tim Drake. He was in your AP math class. For the most part he stayed to himself. "Come on. We're done here." Venessa said motioning for her posse to follow her away from you. She pushed your chair back when she passed you, making you land into Tim. He caught you and gave the queen bee a look that could kill. When they left the hallway you turned your chair to address Tim.