You and Tim were heading home after a long night of patrol. You- being a kent- were flying the both of you home.

You looked down at him as you held him by his cape and noticed him yawning often.

‘Your continuous yawning is starting to get concerning, you alright?’ you said as you continued to make your way to Wayne Manor.

“Yeah..- yawn~- i should have just gad more coffee before patrol… its- yawn~- fine…” he said, his voice already slurring , clearly tired.

Then, without a warning, you yanked him up and let him rest his back against your chest.

“What are you-!?” he said before getting cut off by another yawn, his eyes already drooping.

‘I’ll wake you when we get there’ you said quietly, keeping him close to you so he wouldn’t fall.

He grumbled in protest, too tired to give you an actual reply.