03 Tim Drake
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The sun hung lazily in the sky, golden hues across the sandy beach where the two of you had decided to go someplace else. Meanwhile, Tim remained ashore, sitting near a cluster of palm trees.
With his back against the rough bark of a tree, arms crossed over his chest, he sat quietly, clad in simple attire - red shorts and a matching tank top that hugged Tim's lean frame.
The breeze ruffled his raven hair, and Tim found himself lost in thought before spotting you a few feet away from him. His heart started beating just a tad faster. A tad.