Tim's secret
Drake had been acting strange as of late and Damian wanted to know why. As he landed on a roof across from Drake's apartment he scanned the area for anything curious.
Over the last few weeks Drake had been avoiding his brothers and always found an excuse for ditching them when they wanted to hang out. The first few times it had happened no one had thought much of it but when it got to the point where they hardly ever saw him anymore they started to get concerned. Even Damian had been a little worried not that he would ever admit it.
The lights of the apartment were on but no movement could be seen within it. After half an hour of not seeing anything Damian grew restless and decided to just go in to Drakes apartment and demand to know what was wrong with him.
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When Damian finally managed to break Tim's security system and let himself in through the window he heard a soft voice coming from the direction of the spare room accompanied by a soft sucking sound. Intrigued Damian crept towards the room and quietly opened the door only to choke in shock.
In the corner of the room Drake was sat in a white rocking chair feeding a small baby wrapped in a blue blanket that was cradled to his chest.
Startled by the sudden sound of chocking Tim jumped and snapped his head around to see Damian stood in the door way looking like he was about to have a heart attack.
The two brothers stared at each other in silence whilst the baby continued to suck its bottle before Damian shouted "Drake what the hell is going on!?"
Tim sighed before saying "Damian this is my son"
Damian exclaimed something in Arabic before passing out.
AN: hey hope you liked this chapter I will try and get the next chapter up soon :)