Chapter 2: Looking for Help

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Dick's POV:

I come out of the Zeta-Beam at Mount Justice to see if anyone has any free time. The Zeta-Beam announce, "Recognize B01: Nightwing."

However, something else catches my attention. I see someone at the center of the room surrounded by holograms of criminal files. I could not tell who it was from my point of view. The person is mumbling a lot to himself and I hear some parts, "...looking hurts! Stop beating heart!"

I recognize the voice as my little brother, Timmy. He sounded agitated, and his words got me all interested. I slowly walk to where he is while listening for every detail. My feet makes tapping sounds on the metallic floor, but even that did not catch Tim's attention.

"Idiot! Idiot," Tim starts yapping louder without any care if someone hears him, "Why did I have to fall in love? I don't need it! I...I don't...right?"

"Everyone needs love, Timmy," I answer Tim's hesitation and he flinched in surprise. He looks at me like a cute deer caught in the headlights. To assure him that I mean no harm, I give him my famous, glistening smile. As I stand next to my conflicted little brother, I notice all the random criminal files he is looking at. This is unusual of him since there is no plan in what he is searching for. The second-best detective in the world is in confliction.

Tim gets my attention when he aggressively asks, "How much did you hear?"

He glares at me with his own version of the notorious Bat Glare. I gulp and try to reply without tenseness, "I kinda heard...half."

Tim's Bat Glare disappears and is replace by big eyes of distress for being caught. He covers his mouth and started thinking all to himself. I couldn't just let my little brother think all by himself. Being the kind-hearted brother that I am, I assure him, "It's alright Timmy. I was the only one that heard you."

"No one is supposed to her me," Tim quietly shares that I could barely hear.

However, this revelation made me sad and despicable. My little Timmy is in a crisis and I never noticed. I can sometimes be a despicable older brother. Ugh! I need to do better! I bite my bottom lips in frustration, but Tim's problem comes first.

I pat my little brother's head and promise him, "Timmy, I promise never to tell anyone about this. Tell me everything."

This made Tim look at me like in the past, when he realizes that I was the first Robin. Full of admiration. I smile at the change of aura. Not wanting to waste time, I close all the files on the hologram and the holograms all disappeared. I take Tim by the hand and drag him to one of the free walls close to the Zeta-Beam just in case someone comes in on us.

Tim follows without any hesitation and starts telling me everything, "Sorry if I look at you badly. I mean no harm...I just feel stupid. I know I don't need love in my life, so why am I getting all agitated and useless?"

My Timmy's problem is about LOVE! This is so cute and right for his age. And here I thought my family is abnormal to not feel love. I grin at Tim and reply, "You know full well that everyone needs love. Even Batman needs a butler's love to keep living. Why are you getting 'agitated'?"

"I fell in love with a guy," Tim flat out reveals. He wasn't hiding anymore as we sit down on the floor as siblings sharing secrets. I sit crisscross on the floor next to Tim, while he sits with his legs close to his chest and secured it with both his arms. Tim doesn't want this talk, but he knows it will engulf him if he keeps it all to himself. My younger brother is very smart.

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