Hold On | TIM DRAKE

She knows his real name isn't Cal. She knows he's more, way more than just a bar owner. She knows that behind those bright blue eyes, something else is there.

Something, or perhaps someone. A boy, long forgotten. A boy whose wings were clipped.

Someone he'd never show her, or anyone else.

And that someone happens to be the one and only, Tim Drake, the Red Robin.

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He turns around, messy hair, glistening yet mischievous eyes, giving me a look at his toned chest, before taking slow yet confident strides towards me.

"Like I said, I'm a detective."