"Come on, Tim, that's your fifth cup of coffee of today!" Bernard's voice snapped at his boyfriend, Tim Drake, as he grabbed the mug. "What sort of job or work do you have that makes you drink this much every day? It's unhealthy!"

Every evening, whenever you and Tim would visit Bernard in his apartment for study hours, he's always in a bickering mood with Tim. The three of you had been in a polyamorous relationship for a while, with you just having entered the relationship a year down the line of them being together. In secret, you've known Tim longer than Bernard, as you and Tim have been working together as vigilantes of the night in Gotham City. While you also found Bernard cute when transferring colleges, you took some time delving into the relationship before making it official.

Now, you don't know if you're amused or regretful of the relationship, as you and Tim have to hide the vigilante work from Bernard. It's even pitiful whenever Tim falls into a deep sleep every time the two of you visit Bernard's apartment, either resting his head on your shoulder or on Bernard's lap. It's cut the quality time with Bernard, who's now getting agitated at the circumstances.

"I-I'm fine-" Tim started to protest before he let out a huge yawn. There were heavy eyebags underneath the boy's blue eyes, almost a shade of lavender against his tan skin. He looks almost miserable, nodding off as he gets berated by Bernard. "I've just been studying too much. I promise to sleep once I get home."

"Oh that's a load of bull and you know it," Bernard stated with a huff. "If you're not studying then what are you doing? I've you online at random hours at night."

Tim looked over at you, hoping you could intervene. He looked almost panicked as he tried to muster up a perfect excuse for his late-night patrols. Nothing that could reveal his or your vigilante work.