Fic Update!
Tim jumped at the sharp knock on his door. "Come in?" He looked at the clock. Two in the morning, who�
Damian stepped into the room, light spilling in through the doorway, illuminating his hesitant glare. "I could not sleep."
"Oh."
"Would you," he cleared his throat, "would you like to spar?"
or
Tim and Damian do some brotherly bonding with only a little violence and a whole lot of awkwardness.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
thank you @amfrogg for beta reading chapters 2 and 3! ur my hero
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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works














