Tim stared dumbly at you for a few moments, his mouth mouthing though no sounds came out.

A few words flashed through his mind, but he just couldn't decide which ones to use! Tim couldn't screw this up, he had to get it right so that if you did reject him at least he wouldn't look like a complete imbecile.

Looking stupid was the last thing he wanted to do in front of you, and yet here you two are. His hand left yours to rub his head with a frustrated noise.

"I-i mean, I really want- I... Damnit." Tim's thoughts were all over the place, and his mouth was just running too fast for his brain to even process the words coming out. He sounded stupid, even to himself, his voice was all nervous and damn his allergies for making him sound so bad in the moment.

"The Valentine's day dance!" Finally, he got a coherent sentence out, except you two's school didn't do valentine's dances. He gave a silent thank you to the universe for you not laughing at him.

"Gala- the Valentine's day gala, the one that Bruce is having." The poor boy looked about ready to run off. "Would... Would you may be like to go as my plus one?"