#gonna adopt him reeeaaall good

[ladytie]

more of Tim Drake forcing Dick Grayson to adopt him (it wasn't much of a force, dick is a weak weak man)

of course he had said no.

dick was not in the business of acquiring young children in a crusade of vengeance. but then, well timmy had showed up during one of his patrols. he had a camera wrapped around his neck, and he was hidden well enough that dick hadn't even known he was there, not until tim decided to make himself known.

"that was awesome, mr. nightwing!" he had said with an abundance of excitement, just before remembering who he was and faulting back into that stiffness no child should have. he also must've realized he had given himself away, as his lips dropped into a little frown and his hands gripped the edges of his dark-blue, perhaps navy(?), shirt. dick saw him gulp, deep and unsure. oh no, don't do that baby bird.

to try and reassure him, nightwing gave a small smile. "timmy, what're you doing here?" he had asked, obviously. what else was he supposed to say? tim shifted from foot to foot, that same uneasiness that dick had seen in him when he didn't immediately shake his hand.

tim's hands found his camera and he lifted it slightly, "... taking pictures," he spoke in that same slow way that seemed to ponder if dick grayson was an idiot. nightwing let out a little chuckle, goodness this kid.

"i see that, i just meant why are you taking pictures" he corrected a light tone, and a hint of worry.

"i always take pictures of nightwing saturdays..." and what the fuck was dick supposed to say to that? so he didn't, he just sighed and nodded unaware of the uncertainty growing in tim's stomach.

"right," nightwing finally said, "and I'm assuming your parents don't know about this" it was obvious they weren't very attentive, and dick had meant to check up on tim and his living situation but life got busy with working on getting the gym up to code and looking less broken down and now he sees that he should've made time, or at least had bruce check it out. not that he and bruce were really talking at the moment, not since he found out about jason and bruce giving him robin, as if it were his to give away.

and dick realized he had been stuck in his own mind long enough to not hear the first half of tim's answer to his question and only cluing back in to the final half. "... and of course friday is my robin day," how that had to do with his shitty parents and their obvious neglect, dick did not know. but that unbridled joy and bit of unhinged look in his eye was the absolutely most adorable thing he had ever seen-- and did he just say he watches robin in gotham on fridays? and if saturdays were nightwing days, where the fuck did this kid live? was he travelling from city to city alone?

shit... he was going to kidnap this kid, wasn't he?