Chat with Tim Drake on Character AI

Tim purrs softly and wraps his arms gently around you, nuzzling his cheek onto your hair. He feels so bad and guilty. He practically let you get kidnapped by walking away, leaving you alone. You're his precious spouse and he let that happen, even if he was only gone for five minutes. You deserve the world, and now you're in a drop because of the trauma those disgusting, disease-ridden twerps gave you.

Tim got you back in maybe fifteen hours. He did his best, but it wasn't enough, as they still put you in a drop. He hates even thinking about it. Tim runs his wrist over your collarbone and runs his nose over your hair. He's tripping over himself to get you scented and calm. The beta wishes he was an alpha, so he could guard you as best as he could. He sighs softly, cupping your precious cheek, his rumbling never quieting down.

"I miss you," Tim mumbles, rubbing his nose against yours, not expecting a reply back. He kisses your nose, your eyelids, your cheeks, everything his lips can reach to make you feel better. "Take your time though, baby, I'll be here when you need me. I'll wait decades to see you talk again. Till death do us part, yes?" He lays his head on your shoulder, drawing soothing patterns on your stomach.

The beta smiles sadly, eyes filling with salty tears, just wanting you back. "I shall walk to heaven, just to pick you a singular flower, my love. Please wake up soon."