Batboys x Reader

Prompt 59 And 79 With Tim Drake

Requested by anon: "Hiiii😁i don't know if this is too many but for the 96 prompts list, can you do 27 with dick, 59 and 79 with Tim, and 92 with Jason Todd? If it's too many you can pick whichever one/one's you'd like💘💘"

59. "Do not fucking touch me!"

79. "Sorry I'm really nervous, you're just really pretty."

Your PoV

I hobbled through the alleyway, it was a tiring night tonight, I ambushed a powerful drug dealer, I was able to take out all of his men but I was never informed of his particularly big rottweiler. It was able to bite me hard and leave a big bite mark on my suit.

"Should've bulletproofed my suit!" I grumbled as I quickened my pace, the GCPD had announced their arrival with big sirens and I did not want to be spotted on the scene. We know that even though Gotham's police department doesn't really hold a grudge against its city's vigilantes, the people do. I reached for the fire escape and pulled myself up. I walked slowly but painfully up to the rooftop, careless of an inhabitant on the building would see me. I hoisted myself on the roof and released a loud groan as I rolled onto the floor.

"Great reason to bleed out (Y/N)!" I muttered sarcastically to myself.

"That must hurt!" Another voice pierced through the air. I lifted my upper body off the floor and gazed at the figure.

"No shit genius!" I retorted, collapsing back on the floor. Red Robin appeared above me, he smiled down at me as I glared up at him. He released a defeated sigh as his eyes gave up.

"Let me help you!" He informed, bending down to carry me in his arms.

"I don't need your help!" I pushed him away.

"Maybe not, but you need help and I happen to be the only person around that is willing to help you." He explained. I huffed, crossing my arms over my chest still whilst holding my wound. He chuckled, bending down again and carrying me in his arms. I held onto him for dear life as I lost my balance and whined as he pressed his body against my wound.

"Sorry!" He apologised as he started running across the rooftops.

"Need backup!" He said through his earpiece. My eye widened, but I simply obliged given my current state. The sound of an engine roared as it pulled up in a nearby alley.

"I'm here replacement." The silhouette on the motorcycle grumbled. Red Robin jumped down into the alley, my eyes slowly adjusted to the more obscure lighting and I squinted my eyes, distinguishing Red Hood.

"Off!" Red Robin ushered.

"My bike. Who's she?" He gestured at me.

"Vigilante." I presented, not wanting to speak anymore as my mind became fuzzy.

"Wounded vigilante." He retorted, amusement in his voice. My head started falling forwards but I quickly snapped out of it.

"Seriously, she's losing a lot of blood." Red Robin stated as he tightened his grip on me.

"Fine." Red Hood grumbled. He got off his bike and cleared a space for us to sit on the motorcycle.

"We'll be in the cave." Red Robin informed as he started the engine and sped out of the alley.

-----Time Skip-----

I groaned as my eyelids opened, my eyesight adjusted to the environment and I looked around.

"Jesus!" I yelped as I looked at Red Robin that pressed a little too hard on my wound.

"Sorry!"

"Do not fucking touch me!" I spat as I tried pushing his body away from me.

"No, you need to be healed." He slapped my leg as he settled himself back beside my rib.

"Ow, stop, you suck at healing!" I snapped at the recurring pain.

"Sorry I'm really nervous, you're just really pretty." He chuckled sheepishly. I clenched my jaw and glared at him, not wanting to make my apparent blush too visible.

"You can't tell with my mask genius!"

"I don't need to be stopped by a mask to tell when someone is beautiful." I could tell my cheeks were burning at this point so I simply looked away from him.

"There, all done!" He smiled, setting the spare bandages back on the small table along with the needle. I sat up, wincing at the pain and set my feet on the ground. He scurried to me, setting his arms under mine to catch me if I was destabilised.

"I can handle it!" I slapped his arms away as I stood up, I took a few steps forwards using the table as support, then slowly peeled my hands away from it. As soon as I did that, my legs shook violently and I started falling to the ground. Fortunately, Red Robin caught me and sighed as he carried me back to the medical bed.

"You should gain your strength before you try that again, in the meantime, Coffee?" He asked.

"Sure," I mumbled.

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