Every now and again, Tim breaks things.
Not as in he accidentally snaps a pencil or messes up when fixing a grapple, though that does happen, when Tim breaks things on purpose itâs⊠a lot.
It started when he was a kid the first time his parents canceled his birthday after an opportunity came up in Dubai and they wanted to stay longer. Tim was seven and at that point his birthday was the only day in the whole year that he could be sure they would be home.
At first he stood in his room two days before his birthday with silent tears as he processed what he had just heard told via a short phone call.
Then he just⊠lashed out.
Tim banged on his door and screamed like a banshee before ripping hooks of his shelf and throwing them at the walls and leaving dents. He yanked on his closet door till it creaked and broke one hinge and then took a pencil and stabbed it into his pillow.
He cried himself to sleep and upon waking up to his nanny arriving in the afternoon he panicked and quickly cleaned up the mess he had made.
Tim was ahed of himself for getting so emotional and making a mess, feeling like the child he was but more importantly he felt so very out of control.
He ignored the part of him that felt better after causing a little chaos and putting his anger outwards. A relief and high of a sort when he gave into an anger he hadnât really felt before.
So, after that he decided that if he was really, really, really upset and he couldnât get his blood to stop pumping so quickly, couldnât get rid of that overpowering urge to hit and thrash and throw, he could do so as long as no one saw.
It happens again when Jason dies and Thai tiem he throws his camera out the window, which then makes him sob as he still had photos of his beloved Robin inside and also panic because how the hell was he supposed to fix a window without his parents noticing?
He does it a few times when heâs training to be Robin, to the point he tries to use a punching bag but when he found that the lack of damage being done left him feeling worse, he may or may not have grabbed a Batternag and stabbed instead.
Tim did not do it when his mum died, nor when his father was almost taken off life support, because they wouldnât like it and it was about them.
The bats donât k ow about it, but his team does.
Greta had heard him have a rather rough conversation with Batman and when she went to check on him after he hung up, she saw as he opened his Bo staff and started whacking against the Titan Tower console, hitting over and over in dead quiet before activating the blade on the end and slicing through the biggest scream, causing half of it to fall off the wall.
She had gone to the others and Tim had been given no choice but to open up to his team.
It took him a while to admit that it helped a hell of a lot more to talk to them than to smash up multi-million dollar equipment.
Jason and Damian are the first of the bats to see it, though by then Cass was well aware of his habit as Tim could never lie to his sister.
He hadnât had a moment like that for months, nearly a whole year, but then one night when Jason and Damian had needed to come by his Nest to get some backup toxin cure when Ivy was announced as escaped: he got a call that pissed him off.
One of the board members he had very clearly told Bruce he wasnât willing to work with as the prudish man annoyed him, had been transferred to DI from WE because for some reason Bruce seemed to think Tim needed to work less and needed more help. Why that was in the form of a useless former CFO was beyond Tim, but it wasnât abnormal for Bruce to make company decisions like he was operating with the Justice League and everyone had basic respect for each other-
During the call, Jason and Damian had been watching and observed as Tim grew more and more tensed as he spoke with Lucious, who was doing his best to calm the situation as he had witnessed the aftermath of one of Timâs outburst within a week of knowing the young man.
Damian watched as Tim tells Lucious to call him back in a few hours so he can be more rational before handing up and very slowly placed his phone down on the desk.
Being an assassin, Damian is an expert of body language and had been working with Cass to become a master, but to see such anger on Tim was odd. Tim was a snappy and shouting kind of angry, but this quiet and shaking rage was something different.
Tim holds a hand up and when Damian actually goes quiet, Jason knows something is up and moves to stand beside the youngest of them just one case.
âIf you would please give me a moment.â
The two watch as Tim moves into another room, one that they knew to be a work room that Tim used when he built or repaired things.
He shuts the door and for a moment thereâs nothing before the sounds of clanging, bashing and thudding starts to rattle the walls. They hear it all but see nothing, only having the sounds of Tim shouting out obscenities and metal hitting metal to go off.
Though itâs muffled they can hear some of what heâs saying like, âstupid fucking Bruce with his stupid fucking meddlingâ and in a mocking voice: ââI act dumb so people donât know Iâm Batmanâ- ARE YOU SURE ITS AN ACT?!â.
Glass shattered as Tim said something about buying Bruceâs company just to fire him.
By the time it settles down they can hear his breathing through the walls.
A deep inhale sounds before something, maybe a desk, is righted upwards and Tim walks back out looking only mildly disheveled. âSorry, needed a moment. What was it you needed?â
Damian, who was caught between defending his father and trying to get a peak into the thrashed room, wanted to insult Tim for his poor emotional regulation but got the feeling it wasnât the time.
Jason seemed to agree and answered for them both, saying, âJust some toxin cures⊠Ivy for out.â
Tim inhaled deeply again, looking behind him and giving a blank look, âYouâll have to ask someone else.â
Damian raised an eyebrow, âwhy?â
Tim gestured to the room he had just exited, âI was reorganising.â A pause. âThey were in there.â
Jason gave him a teasing smirk, âyou broke them didnât you?â
With a shrug, Tim adjusted his gloves and walked over to his desk, âIt was that or Bruceâs face.â