Duke Thomas week 2026: day 2
I saw trans Duke as a prompt and blacked out
Tw for needles btw, not that bad I donāt think but itās there
āDami have you see my kit?ā Yelling down the corridor Duke had poked his head into pretty much every single room two times over, and he still couldnāt find his kit.
It was Tuesday, so that meant T shot! If he could find it that was. Shit always went missing in a house this size.
Including Damian apparently since he hadnāt once responded to Dukes yelling.
Maybe it was a little pathetic that Duke made his little brother help him with his shot, but in his defence he doesnāt fuck with needles. Plus Damianās much better than him at it.
āDami! Dude what the hell?ā The yelling honestly wasnāt doing much.
āWhy are we yelling?ā Tim was slouched against the wall, half out of his suit and his hair unwashed and pushed back.
āOh shit- sorry if you were sleeping, trying to find the baby bat,ā he huffed, falling back, resting on the wall opposite to Tim, āI need him for my shot. Canāt find the shot kit either actually.ā
āOh yeah, honestly forgot you did those. How much is one of yours?ā
āUhh.. itās a 150mg shot I think, Why?ā Duke cocked his head to the side, honestly it was pretty normal for detectives to ask questions, but that one? Not what heād expected if he was being honest.
āWanna use one of mine?ā
Tim sighed, closing his eyes, āforgot you didnāt know.ā He hummed, pulling his collar to the side to show a binder strap.
āOh.ā Did this revelation surprise Duke? No. More or less he just thought Bruce wouldāve told him first, whole acceptance thing and what not. āWait why didnāt B-ā
āOf course he doesnāt.ā Signing, they stood there.
āSo like-ā āyou can borrow one if-ā
They both snorted, grinning at each other.
āIāll pay you back.ā Duke promised, pushing off from the wall.
āIāve got access to two different billion dollar companies, you donāt need to pay me back.ā Tim scoffed, shoving him in the arm, āyou can do it yourself right?ā
āIāll do it for you.ā
Ten minutes later, sitting on the cold counter of Timās bathroom Duke was swaying his legs, watching the patterns the light through the shower curtain made. Blues and pinks, reflecting off the porcelain.
āHow long have you known?ā He asked, not looking up away from the lights.
āSince I was 9, didnāt quite have the term then, but I knew,ā he hummed, āwhen did you?ā
āJust after my powers showed themselves, spent a lot of time on meta threads, trying to figure out what was going on, a decent chunk of us are queer so it kinda spiralled from there.ā
Tim chuckled, āgood old Reddit, thatās what told me to.ā He was preparing the shot, sucking up liquid into the syringe.
Duke hummed, only barely glancing over as he felt Timās hand on his stomach.
āItās always so much better when someone else does it.ā The needle was barely a pinprick at his skin, better than when he does it.
āGod it is, I make Kon do mine half the time.ā He pulled the needle out, now emptied, carefully tossing it into his sharps bin.
They sat in silence for a while, listening to the sound of each otherās breathing. It felt honestly nice, feeling the silence.
āYouāre welcome, as long as you donāt tell B, itās my longest held secret.ā
Duke laughed, āitās safe with me donāt worry.ā
