Bernard comes home drained and tired from work, blood still on his shirt and hands despite cleaning them before, he looks around the empty apartment and feels like sobbing, of course Tim isn't home why would he be, he's a hero. he walks to the bedroom to undress and two arms wrap around his waist, a cold nose pressed against his nape, no words are needed to understand who it is so tears just start to drip, sliding down Berns cheeks onto the carpet and Tim just stays still to let him vent it out. "I thought you left.." a soft huff comes out of Tim as he squeezes Bernard harder "I watched you come home..I knew you needed me more than a dumb patrol would.."







