YOU SIGHED loudly, glaring at your watch. Tim Drake, the boy who had finally had the guts to ask you out was late for the seventh time. You stood up from your seat, paying the waiter for the pizza. You zipped up your jacket before leaving the restaurant. You played with the snow, waiting for your taxi to arrive. 

"By the looks of it, you seemed mad." You heard from behind you. You ignored him, keeping your eyes in the street. "I'm sorry, I was late. This is not a good way to impress a girl." He said form behind you. 

You scoffed turning to face him, realizing he had a black eye. "What happen to your eye?" You asked him, more confused on that than anything else." 

"Well, I...was busy." Tim replied to you. 

"With what? With your fake dog? I know there is no dog in Bruce's house. I went there two days ago to check up on you because you didn't show up in school. I asked for the dog, and Alfred said there was no dog. What the hell is going on?" You asked him. 

"It's complicated." He replied quickly. 

"As so this. I was dying to go to a date with you. I took an interest on you, and look...I have been stood up what is going to be now seventh time. You could have at least texted me." You told him.  "I can't keep playing this game. If you don't want to date me, tell me...but don't make me wait for you. I have already chase you around enough." You told him. 

"I'm Red Robin." He bluntly said, making let out a small laugh. 

"You are what?" You asked him confused. 

"I run around with tights, a helmet in shape of a black bird, and I work with Batman." He said to you. You scoffed, turning to enter the cab. Tim closed the door you opened, and motioned the taxi to leave. You were about to complain, but looked at you. "Looks like I have to give you a ride." He told you. 

"Did you got that flirty line from Dick?" You asked him, referring to his foster brother. Tim ignored you, but showed you his car keys. "Did you stole a car from Bruce, because as far as I am aware you don't have one." You told him, teasing him. 

"Yet." Tim told you. You sighed, nodding towards him. You opened the door quickly, right when Tim was about to do it. "I'm being honest with you. I have been trying to arrive early, but the city needed saving. So...I'm sorry." Tim explained to you, reaching for a case behind him. 

"If that is your suit, you shouldn't be leaving it like it. Aren't you suppose to hide it?" You asked him, as he opened it with ease. He took out a mask, and put it on his head. You looked at him with wide eyes, trying to avoid to laugh. Forgetting your anger with him, you laughed at his mask. 

Tim looked at your weirdly, glaring at you almost. "Why are you laughing?" He asked you. 

"You have a peak." You whispered, before kissing him on the lips. You pulled away quickly, looking at him with wide eyes. "Wait, does this mean you know Nightwing! And Batman! Oh, oh and Batgirl! Please tell me you know Batgirl!" You said in excitement. 

"Which one? Black suit or Purple Suit?" He asked you. 

"Both! Preferably the one with the black suit. I love her." You said, smiling at him. 

"So, am I forgiven?" He whispered at you. You rolled your eyes at him. "Please?" He whispered. You smiled, pulling the mask off his face. 

"Yeah, I guess." You whispered, pulling him into a kiss. Tim smiled to the kiss. 

He pulled at away, looking at you with a small smirk. "Will you stop guessing, if I arrange a meeting with Batgirl?" He asked you. He chuckled, watching you smile in pure excitement. You nodded at him. "Alright, but you got to give me another kiss." He said before you pulled him into another kiss.