Prompt – Tim Drake x Reader where they buy an apartment together.
"Is that the last box?" Y/N asked, looking up from her task. She was in the kitchen unpacking the first of what seemed like a million boxes.
"Last box to be brought up, yes." Tim grunted as he set it down. "So I guess we are starting in the kitchen?"
"I'm starting in the kitchen. You start working on the living room." Y/N said as she set a stack of plates in the cabinet.
"Divide and conquer it is"
So while Y/N organized silverware and dinnerware, Tim set up the entertainment center.
"How do you want to arrange the couches?" Tim called out as he plugged in cables and cords.
"I kinda like the way it is right now." Y/N called back from the kitchen.
"Are you saying that because you actually like it or because you don't want to help me move it?" Tim asked, turning to look at her.
"A little of both." Y/N admitted
"Works for me, I guess." Tim shrugged.
"I'm going to go start on the bedroom. After you finish in here, go work on the bathroom." Y/N said as she walked down the hall.
She groaned when she saw the amount of boxes cluttering the room. How could two people have this much stuff?
She unpacked, folded, and hung all of the clothing before moving onto making the bed. She was pulling on the final corner of the sheet when two of the corners popped up, because nothing can ever be easy can it?
When she finally succeeded in making the bed, she plopped down onto it and let her face rest against the comforter.
"I take it you are done?" Tim asked as he leaned against the door-frame.
"In my very soul. We still have some other small things that need to be done, but they can wait. I'm not moving from this bed." Y/N said, lifting her face to look at Tim.
"Well, move over. I'm joining you."
As soon as Y/N rolled over, Tim flopped hard onto the bed.
"God, could you not? I really don't want to have to sleep on the floor tonight because your dumbass thought this was a trampoline." Y/N said, shoving his shoulder gently.
"I cannot hear you over the sound of how tired I am." Tim said before pretending to snore.
"Well, you certainly are not my boyfriend then. He can go at least a week without sleep before admitting he needs to sleep." Y/N said poking his face.
"Well, your boyfriend also drinks coffee like it is water, but hasn't been able to do that today because he was too busy making this apartment a home." Tim yawned.
"And I appreciate that. We are totally taking a nap right now though before batsy or some other hero in tights tries to steal you away." Y/N said snuggling against him.
"As you wish." Tim whispered sweetly
"Shut up, Wesley, it's time for sleep not romance."
