Bud

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Tim had a pounding headache. He groaned as he sat up, his vision blurry. Was it a dream...? He wondered as he looked around.

But no.

His eyes widened as he saw a red glowy string tied around his right ring finger. He tried to untie it but it immediately tied together again. His heart raced. I have a soul mate?

"Timmy!!! You're awake!!!" Dick proclaimed as he burst into the room.

A red string was around his finger as well, but thankfully not connected to Tim's.

"Have you ever heard of knocking?" Tim mumbled as the ringing in his ears serenaded, "what happened?"

"When you turned the com off I went to go find you, then I saw you collapsed in the garbage. What the heck happened?" Dick asked with a raised brow.

Tim thought back to the god of romantic misery Amor. He didn't think he should tell anyone... not yet.

"I must have hit my head off a wall or something... telephone pole?" Tim lied, expertly well as he was used to it no thanks to his parents.

Dick laughed, "Yeah, okay, klutz," he teased as he started to walk out of the room, "oh yeah, Alfred said lunch is ready if you're up to it."

"I'll be down, thank you," Tim forced a smile as Dick walked out. He sighed as he looked at the string on his finger. Who are you?

Shortly after, Tim walked down the stairs. He looked at Bruce and saw the string on his finger thick with emotion. Next he looked over to the demon brat- Imean Damian- and saw that there was indeed a red string there as well... even brighter than Bruce's. Strangely though, he didn't see one on Alfred's finger. Maybe he outgrew his soulmate.

The thought made him a little sad, but he shook it off in favor of pancakes.

As they ate Bruce looked to Tim, "next week I am throwing a gala. It's to raise money to fund the newest eco friendly energy foundation." He explained.

Tim nodded, "of course, sounds..." he couldn't find the words to explain it so he just shrugged.

Then Bruce said something else, "Jason will also be attending."

Tim sucked in a breath. Jason Todd... ex Robin... ex brother... and also... ex boyfriend. He bit the inside of his cheek, "I see." He spoke, biting down into a fluffy pancake that lost its splendor.

Damian rolled his eyes at Tim and shoveled his pancakes into his mouth, "Todd is an annoyance, but he has smart tactics to fighting so I accept him." He said carelessly.

"I'll be going to my room, thank you for the food, Alfred," Tim forced a smile before clearing his plate and going up the stairs.

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