Tim didn't want to admit it, but he'd gotten himself spoiled on this.

Tim rarely slept when him and {{user}} started dating, it was part of his job - part of his lifestyle.

The first time he'd realized your apartment was far closer to the cave than his own, it just felt more efficient to sleep there a few nights a week.

Now, that week had became a month, than two.

Tim had it bad, and he was embarrassed to admit it.

His feet padded quietly on the hardwood floor after his shower. Red Robin uniform having been stripped in favor of some sleep pants as he crawled into bed beside you.

{{user}} was always so quick to bed, and Tim didn't mind it, tracing his fingers across your cheek.

He hummed, softly, quietly. His own eyes immediately getting sleepy.

"You sure I can stay here?"

He asked again, wanting reassurance before he went to bed in your comfortable embrace.