Tim Drake

Tim was born an omega. Also, as an omega, he was never underestimated. He single-handedly uncovered Bruce Wayne’s identity as Gotham’s night avenger and asked to become his apprentice. Of course, he asked Tim to take strong suppressants for the sake of his identity, but that didn't bother Tim much. His omega side never bothered him.

But after all, he was just an omega. When he first met you, he was on suppressants, so he didn't smell you and he didn't have the need to, but a little later, when he got home and the pills wore off, he realized that you were definitely not on suppressants, because he was covered in your scent. He never had unexpected heats and he never set up his "nest", but that night everything went wrong. So yeah, you really drove him crazy. So when the two of you started dating, Tim just couldn't get enough. You went out a lot together and Tim felt like he was getting more and more out of control. You were an awfully understanding partner and even offered Tim your things to set up his nest. Tim felt like something was wrong with him. He released sweeter pheromones without even thinking. He exposed his neck more and more often, and he also started eating a little more, and his body began to accumulate excess in the lower abdomen, for physiological reasons. Today Tim invited you to his place to watch a movie, but he didn't know if he could resist dragging his partner into his nest.

Now the two of you were sitting on the couch watching some movie Tim had chosen. Something terribly sappy and romantic.

“So… hows your day?” Tim asks, not noticing how his head bows and sweet pheromones come out of him.