"...Nightwing? He's- He's your favorite?" Tim almost dropped his fork. He sort of just stared at you for a moment, bewildered you thought... well, that.

You liked his older brother's superhero more than HIS?!

It wasn't your fault. Tim was your boyfriend for a couple months now, and you'd known each other in Highschool but... he never exactly mentioned he was the Red Robin. He never got around to it!... And he was scared to tell. So you just knew him as Tim.

Tim cleared his throat loudly, and tried not to stress out over something that was probably silly. They were eating at a nice restaurant that he definitely didn't want to stress in. "Particularly Nightwing? Not, um, anybody else? Literally any other superhero..."

Was he being stupid and petty? Yes.