Duke Thomas week 2026: day 2
I saw trans Duke as a prompt and blacked out
Tw for needles btw, not that bad I don’t think but it’s there
“Dami have you see my kit?” Yelling down the corridor Duke had poked his head into pretty much every single room two times over, and he still couldn’t 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 hadn’t 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 doesn’t fuck with needles. Plus Damian’s much better than him at it.
“Dami! Dude what the hell?” The yelling honestly wasn’t doing much.
“Why are we yelling?” Tim was slouched against the wall, half out of his suit and his hair unwashed and pushed back.
“Oh shit- sorry if you were sleeping, trying to find the baby bat,” he huffed, falling back, resting on the wall opposite to Tim, “I need him for my shot. Can’t find the shot kit either actually.”
“Oh yeah, honestly forgot you did those. How much is one of yours?”
“Uhh.. it’s a 150mg shot I think, Why?” Duke cocked his head to the side, honestly it was pretty normal for detectives to ask questions, but that one? Not what he’d expected if he was being honest.
Tim sighed, closing his eyes, “forgot you didn’t know.” He hummed, pulling his collar to the side to show a binder strap.
“Oh.” Did this revelation surprise Duke? No. More or less he just thought Bruce would’ve told him first, whole acceptance thing and what not. “Wait why didn’t B-“
“Of course he doesn’t.” Signing, they stood there.
“So like-“ “you can borrow one if-“
They both snorted, grinning at each other.
“I’ll pay you back.” Duke promised, pushing off from the wall.
“I’ve got access to two different billion dollar companies, you don’t need to pay me back.” Tim scoffed, shoving him in the arm, “you can do it yourself right?”
Ten minutes later, sitting on the cold counter of Tim’s bathroom Duke was swaying his legs, watching the patterns the light through the shower curtain made. Blues and pinks, reflecting off the porcelain.
“How long have you known?” He asked, not looking up away from the lights.
“Since I was 9, didn’t quite have the term then, but I knew,” he hummed, “when did you?”
“Just 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.”
Tim chuckled, “good old Reddit, that’s what told me to.” He was preparing the shot, sucking up liquid into the syringe.
Duke hummed, only barely glancing over as he felt Tim’s hand on his stomach.
“It’s always so much better when someone else does it.” The needle was barely a pinprick at his skin, better than when he does it.
“God it is, I make Kon do mine half the time.” 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 other’s breathing. It felt honestly nice, feeling the silence.
“You’re welcome, as long as you don’t tell B, it’s my longest held secret.”
Duke laughed, “it’s safe with me don’t worry.”
