Batboys Oneshots

Redbull Consumption- Tim Drake

This one is kinda short, I apologize but at the same time I really like this one.

Some people would call it an addiction, but you preferred to call it a hobby. What was this "hobby"? It was buying Redbull precisely at 11 pm almost everyday, you liked to stay up a lot and the caffeinated drink helped with it. It's so serious to the point where the convenient store owner knows your name.

There was one man who you would always see as well when you went, he normally bought several things like coffee, band-aids, maybe a magazine. He also, always looked so stressed and sleep deprived. You never really talked to him, only a simple nod as to say hello. Tonight, though was a different night because he spoke up.

You walked in at 11:02 pm. Immediately you heard your name.

"Good evening (y/n), still fueling your addiction?" Clyde, the good man who supplies the heart pounding drink says.

"Okay, it just helps. I can stop whenever Clyde!" You reply to the store owner, you make your way to the back. You spot the oh so famous freezer with your scheduled drink within it. This time though, the guy that is always here was retrieving a coke from it.

You skip up to it, the guy notices you. You reach in, your bare skin meeting the chilling air released from the freezer. You grab the canned liquid, then shut the door and make your way back to the counter.

"How have you not died? I mean almost every night you buy one." The random guy asks you, sarcastically. You turn around making direct eye contact.

"I've this so much, it just doesn't effect me anymore. I think you could probably inject it into my blood, and I would be fine." You say back to him, he laughs and walks up beside you. Both of you making your way towards the counter.

"That's not correct at all." He laughs back. You giggle a bit.

"I know, but what can I say?" You say as you set the can on the counter, you start to pull out the change for it in your pocket.

"Oh, no let me pay for it. Say your change for your addiction for tomorrow." The guy says, placing his coke on the counter. He pulls out a 5 and hands it to Clyde.

"Aw, (y/n). I see you have met Tim, who has a bad addiction to coffee as you do Redbull." Clyde says, opening the register. You look at Tim and nod. You put out my hand for him to shake.

"Name's (y/n). Happy to meet another addiction that can match mine." He laughs and put his hand in yours.

"I'm Tim." He simply says, he takes the change back. You both walk out of the store; he leans to go left as you go right.

"Guess this is goodbye." Tim says.

"I have a feeling we will see each other again." You say waving. You both walk away, unaware of the future connection you two will have.