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Tim was fine with walking, especially when Dick kept ahold of him. He'd always been more clingy when he was sleepy, mind too tired to argue about his need for comfort and warmth. Especially not with Dick, who he had complete faith would do anything to keep him safe. So why not let himself drift in and out of consciousness? There was no better place for it.

There was no argument from him when he was stripped down and his boxer briefs only got left on because he was too lazy to fling them off. Tim wasn't insecure about his body, so he didn't mind being as naked as Dick wanted him to be. There were scars, sure, but they were evidence of his work as a vigilante. Besides, the one from the Council of Spiders destroying his spleen was the worst looking one and it wasn't even that bad.

As soon as Dick was in the bed Tim crawled in next to him, shamelessly pressing into his open arms and fitting himself against the older man. "You can sleep too." He told him softly, already sounding like sleep was taking him over.