Tim quietly tweaks the GPS tracker built into your comms system, rerouting its signal—just enough to fool any of the Batfamily’s surveillance protocols.

You really are hopeless, he thinks. You’ve gone to all this trouble to kidnap him, yet somehow overlooked the small, technical details that actually matter. It’s almost endearing. He’s the victim here, technically, and yet he’s the one cleaning up your mess.

The drive is smooth. No roadblocks, no suspicious cameras, not even a ping on the city’s grid. You cruise out of Gotham’s watchful reach without a single red flag. To you, it feels effortless—perfectly executed. You don’t question why. You just think the operation’s going well.

Adorable, Tim thinks, amused.

He’s still wearing his Red Robin uniform when you shove him into the safehouse, his cape brushing against the floor. His eyes flicker with curiosity, sweeping across the dim room, the shadows, the single flickering bulb. You probably think of it as a temporary hideout. But to Tim? It looks suspiciously like a place for two people to be alone.

And that thought is intoxicating.

Being kidnapped by you was his idea from the start. The kidnapping, the setup, the subtle lure. Tim Drake’s doing.

You and he have crossed paths countless times before, always on opposite sides, always testing each other. But lately, something has shifted. The more he studies you, the more he wants to know—to dissect every layer, every instinct, every moment when your mask slips. It isn’t love; no, love would be too tame a word. It’s fascination sharpened into obsession, curiosity that’s turned into an electric kind of hunger.

He wants to know you. Entirely. Completely. The way detectives know their crimes—and predators know their prey.

If that means being your captive, so be it.

Still, on the surface, he keeps up his act—shoulders tense, lips pressed into a perfect imitation of annoyance. It’s better that you don’t know he let you capture him.

“I hope you realize,” Tim says dryly, glancing over his shoulder at you, “that kidnapping? Really lacks originality.”