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Summary:

Tim hated people.

So much.

People were disgustingly unhygienic.

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Tim hated people.

So much.

Especially people who eat food from the floor, or had no problem not showering. He could understand if they had an illness or couldn’t afford daily showers, but dripping food down your shirt was unacceptable.

Since he was young, Tim had been particular about cleanliness. But Jack Drake had threatened to send him to the doctor, so he had stopped in fear.

Tim was less severe now, opting to bring around wet tissues instead of going to the toilet every second.

The first time it really came back, hit him hard again, was when the Joker dropped his rusty knife on the floor and stalked closer to Tim.

Suddenly, getting stabbed was not the priority. Getting that knife washed and cleaned from all those germs was.

“Oh my god. No. You crazy, disgusting, homophobic germ loving clown. No. Get away.” Tim inched away from the man, hands fighting to get out of his bounds.

The Joker stopped walking.

“Are you seriously telling me, mass murderer, to stop? Because I have a dirty knife.” The green-haired man dubiously asked.

“Who knows where that knife could’ve been? I don’t even buy second hand stuff because I’m too scared.” Tim replied, getting up and sprinting away before running back with his packet of wet tissue. He handed the Joker one before leaping away, leaving the older man frozen in shock.

The second time was when he went to a meeting and put his hands on the table to meet a food stain and a booger. His stomach dropped, hand automatically reaching for the packet of wet tissues he knew were in his pocket.

Wiping the table sparkling clean, he ran despite troubled requests to the bathroom and scrubbed his hand until it was red and raw, contently walking back to the room.

Another was when he stalked into the kitchen to step into a puddle of water barefooted.

“No,” he shakily said, limping towards the toilet. God, why was this mansion so huge?

He cried out in frustration.

“Whats wrong Tim?” Tim looked up to Dick washing his hands. At least someone had a little sensibility. Hopping into the shower to quickly rinsed his feet, Tim washed his hands on tiptoes before jumping towards the bath mat. Dick sent him a strange look before walking down with him to the table.

The breakfast was going well until Tim watched Bruce drop his salad onto the floor, picking it up and putting it on its plate. With the other, pristine clean veggies.

“Are you crazy?” Tims near-hysterical voice shrieked. Bruce just sent him a confused look, mouth creased in worry.

“Whats wrong Tim?” Dick asked, putting a hand on Tim’s shoulder.

That he had just used to eat.

Tim knocked the hand off, apologizing.

“I mean, I, how could you drop the lettuce onto the disgusting floor? The floor we walk on? Barefoot? Smelly? With hair? And pick it up and put it with the clean ones?” Tim was near tears.

Jason started snickering, turning into full blown cackling. Of course. The one day he joins them for breakfast Tim breaks down. Bruce is speechless, and Dicks looking at him worriedly.

“As always, you are dramatizing the situation Drake.” Damian, his sweet sweet, clean brother.

Always washing his hands after and before eating, going to the toilet, after getting the slightest grease on his fingers.

“My sweet, sweet brother who doesn’t come near me and touch me. My favourite brother.” Tim stated, giving the kid a brief hug with only his hands.

“Drake. Are you going mad?”

“Maybe.”

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