Young Justice x reader

Tim!Robin x Reader

Hey squad! It took me a while but Imma bringing this to you! On with the story! <3
(Y/N) = Your Name
(E/C) = Eye Color
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(Y/N) P.O.V
You growled as you walked into school. You were wearing a brace and it was very limiting on what you could do with that hand.(it is your dominant hand, and if you don't have one then it's the one you use most often) Tim walks up to you, you both had gym together today, in fact it's your first class. "Hey, (Y/N)! What's up?" He looked down at the brace and frowned.

"What did you do to your wrist? It looks like it hurts." You looked at it too, "It doesn't really hurt, but I don't even know what happened, it's uncomfortable when I take off the brace but that's it." You said unfazed.

Did I forget to mention that Tim was your boyfriend? Oh, well he is, and you have been dating for over five months now.

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Tim's P.O.V
We had all done our warm ups and were ready to go. "ALRIGHT, TODAY WE ARE PLAYING BATMITIN! GET IN GROUPS OF FOUR!" The gym teacher yells so everyone could hear. (Y/N) and a friend of hers was on one side and one of my friends and I on the other.

We played a few volleys before (Y/N) started to look like she was in pain. Then I remembered that the hand she was using to use the racket was the one with the brace on. She wore a jogger's jacket and it was the kind with the thumb holes, so her brace was completely hidden. 

It got to a point where she asked for a time out.  She rolled up her sleeve reveling her brace. She looked at it, having a debate in her head.

(Y/N) P.O.V

The brace was rather uncomfortable at this point, it was hard to play the game since your wrist movement was limited. You called for a time out, rolling up your jogger sleeve and looked at it, 'Is it worth it to take it off?' You debated for a moment and decided to take it off.

You unstrapped the brace and threw it to the side. Tim have you a WTF! look and you shrugged. "It's just easier this way, sorry." He shook his head, "Just don't push yourself, ok?" You rolled your eyes, he was good at keeping his composure but you could see right through him. He wanted you to put your brace back on even if he had to do it himself.

You served and Tim hit it back to you, it wasn't high enough to do an over head swing, in fact if you didn't hit it, it would have hit you in the stomach. You stepped back a little and twirled your wrist so you could send it back over with an under hand hit.

It was uncomfortable for you to do this and Tim saw that. His friend sends it over the net to your friend and the volley continues until Tim missed by a centimeter. The score was 19-20 with you and your friend at 20. You were completely stubborn about your brace, Tim was telling you to put the brace back on. "No, I'm not putting it back on yet, not until the hour is over, end of story." He sighed and pulled you in for a hug. He knew he wasn't gonna win this argument.

"Ok, lovebirds, if you hadn't noticed, the game is still going, come on (Y/N) let's win this!" Your friend said with a racket five. Tim was serving and the birdie goes straight to you, or kind of, it just barely makes it over the net, you slid on your knees to send it over again, Tim's friend catches it and sends it to your friend, she simply spikes it onto the floor on their side.

You and your friend had won the game, she helped you up of the ground and gave you a racket five. You noticed a hole in your sweatpants and a little blood was on your knee. "Aww man, I like these sweatpants!" You quietly said to yourself. It was five minutes until you had to go in to change for your next class.

Tim, his friend, and your friend were talking to each other on the side so they were out of the way of another group. "Excuse me, can I go get a Band-Aid really quick?" The gym teacher nodded and you left for the first aid kit in the hallway. As you were fiddling with the wrapper on the band-aid, you felt a pair of arms wrap around your waist. Your were startled at first but realized who it was looking at his arms. "Tim, what is it?"
"Sorry, couldn't help it. You truly worry me sometimes." His face in the crook of your neck.

"I know, but one of the reasons why I love you is because of how you make me feel safe." Normally if someone was there besides you and Tim, you wouldn't have said that out loud. You blush a bright crimson red. You felt him smirk on your neck and placed a kiss on your cheak. You smile at this and returned the gesture with a peck on the lips.

"I love you, always" He said and pulled you in for another kiss, this one lasted longer than the last. You had moved your hands up so you could play with the ends of his hair. He hums in apreaciation. It was after a while that you needed to pull away for air. He rests his forehead on yours. "I love you too, always." You repeated his words.

He steps back and hands you your brace and leaves to go get changed for the next class. You roll your eyes and slipped it on after putting on the band-aid for your knee.

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Hey squad! Hope you enjoyed this, yes, I know that is had been a while but I made it and it was based off of something that happened to me, I had a brace and it was uncomfortable, I was mad most of the time because of it, and it was just an off week for me, and I feel better about it now because of friends and such and because of you guys reading my stories. It just warms my heart knowing that you read them, so thank you.

*Music-chan raises her hands from the keyboard* "Ok, I wrote your story, will you let me out now, Tim, please." *Tim opens Music-chan's door*
*Music-chan runs away* "The one reason why I locked you in here, so you wouldn't run away!" *in the distance* "I run away because I'll probably be surrounded by people wanting me to write their stories! I'm brain dead right now!" *Tim sighs and face palms*

*sings* And now it's time to say goodbye! Stay whelmed!  <3