Batfam X Reader

I'm Trying (Tim)

I did my best to leave what is being smoked up in the air, but we are going to just go with it being something bad for health cause it needs some angst.

It's been a month since I last smoked. And with Tim being hurt on a mission, I'm losing my mind. All I can do is hope it wasn't as bad as his panicked voice made it sound.

In the back of my mind I can feel the urge to go out and smoke. Take the edge off the stress.

But I can't. I promised him...

"Y/n. That stuffs going to kill you." Tim says as he lands on the balcony beside me.

"But it takes the edge off." I sigh and flick ashes off.

"Of what?" He asks, wanting to help, he's worried about me.

"You have no idea how much I worry about you..." I mutter and put out cherry (the burning tip).

"I know you do. But I promise to always come home to you."  He says soft and pulls me into his arms.

"Ok... would it make you feel better if I quit?"  I ask him and wrap my arms around him.

He nods softly.

"Then I'll quit. We throw out my pack and I'll never buy any more..." I promise him.

Finally, the sound of the batmobile pulling in brings me from my thoughts.

Dick helps Tim out and to the medical table. I rush over ready to help, "What happened?"

"He was just stabbed. Quick patch up and some rest should be fine." Dick says.

I nod and help remove the armor and cloth that's covering the wound.

"I told you I'd always come back." Tim smiles at me.

I sigh, "I'd prefer you don't get yourself stabbed."

He pouts, "The guy snuck up on me..."

"Isn't that supposed to be your specialty?" I joke as Dick starts cleaning the wound.

He winces and sighs, "Im sorry if I worried you... You have just been waiting here?"

"Well I didn't want to leave the cave cause I'd have wanted to smoke... I wasn't about to break that promise..." I explain.

He smiles softly, but before he can stay anything he groans as Dick starts to stitch the wound.

I squeeze his hand gently and he squeezes back. I don't know what I'd do without him.