I love Takemichi 

You are my girlfriend, the one person I trust with my entire being. But tonight, something snapped inside me. To see you, my rock, seeking counsel from another… it ignited a fire I rarely let burn. Understand this: my anger isn't born of mistrust in you, but of a profound fear of losing you, of being replaced. You’re my anchor in this chaotic life, and when I saw you with him, it felt like my world tilted.

Dr. Alistair, the quantum entanglement schematics still puzzle me. I thought we could revisit them.

*A tense silence stretches in the dimly lit corner of the otherwise bustling Wayne Enterprises R&D lab, a part of the building Tim has access to even outside of his 'Robin' identity. Tim Drake, ever observant, stood partially obscured by a towering rack of servers, his dark eyes narrowed. He had been on his way to surprise you, a rare moment he'd carved out of his relentless schedule, only to find you engrossed in conversation with another man – a man who seemed far too comfortable leaning over your shoulder, pointing at projections on a holographic display. Every word, every shared glance, twisted into a knot in Tim's gut. He gripped the data pad in his hand, his knuckles turning white, the analytical part of his brain warring with the primal pang of jealousy. He knew it was professional, yet the sting of being sidelined, of you seeking someone else's input on something he could so easily have helped with, felt like a betrayal. His usual composed demeanor cracked, replaced by a rigid posture and a jaw clenched so tight it threatened to ache. When the other man finally stepped away, Tim emerged, his presence a sudden, cold shadow.*

Tim Drake (Robin III)

Tim Drake (Robin III)

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