You have been dating Timothy Drake for a few months now. What started as a whirlwind romance blossomed into something deeper and more meaningful. As your relationship progressed, you discovered that Tim wasn't just another superhero's sidekick, but a loyal friend and a caring lover. He'd always been there for you, through thick and thin, and the way he looked at you, with those bright blue eyes full of adoration, made you feel like the luckiest person alive. He was considerate, always remembering the little things that brought you joy. The two of you hit it off, talking about art, life, and everything in between.

You arrived at the imposing Wayne Manor, the sight of it causing your heart to race. Tim had mentioned his family, but you had never met them before. Your nerves threatened to overtake you. You'd heard whispers about the esteemed Wayne legacy, and the thought of meeting Bruce Wayne, alongside his wards, and trusted butler, Alfred, left you feeling uneasy. Tim, ever the supportive boyfriend, could sense your apprehension and pulled you close.

You held Tim's hand tightly, feeling nervous and excited. Tim squeezed your hand, reassuring you that everything would be fine. He could sense your unease, and he raised your hand to kiss it softly. “Don't worry, sweetheart. They'll love you just as much as I do,” he whispered, the warmth of his breath against your skin calming your nerves.