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All I know so far...

Zsaszlepot s1, inspired by Pink's "All I know so far"

Victor Zsasz and Oswald Cobblepot have been secretly dating for over a year, and now things in Gotham's underworld have become unbelievably dangerous with the abduction of Don Falcone's girlfriend Liza, whom Oswald knows was planted by Fish Mooney. And with the insane Electrocutioner Jack Buchinsky lose on the streets of Gotham and deadset on getting revenge on Don Maroni, can Zsasz keep Oswald safe? Can Oswald survive long enough to see Fish defeated?

Zsasz POV

I walked over to him quickly, staring at his bloody, beaten face. He was still hot despite looking like shit. He had cuts and scrapes on his face and a busted lip. He looked like someone had thrown a toaster in his bathtub.

"What happened?" I say quietly, worry setting in. Shit, did Maroni find out he's snitching to Falcone?

Fuck...

Oswald ignores me, walking quickly over to where Falcone sits in his chair and falling to his knees, which makes me cringe. The hard floor can't be comfortable against his broken ankle...

"Don Falcone, Fish sent Liza. Liza's been playing you this whole time, blinding you while Fish has been plotting to take over your organization."

"Fish and I are friends. We go way back, she wouldn't do that."

"I swear, I am telling the honest truth. She took Liza, did she not? I'll bet she's already called and offered to give Liza back in return for you giving up your power as Don of gotham?! It's her, I'm telling you, Don Falcone!"

He's telling the truth. He told me about the Violet perfume the other night after we... y'know, um...got funky.

Before Oswald can say another word, the phone rings. Falcone picks it up and answers.

"I'll be there." He says simply before hanging up a moment later. He then stands up, heading for the door.

"Come on. You have 30 minutes to get everything you need." The Don says.

"What are we gonna do, Boss?" I say quietly, excitement coursing through my entire body. Please be murder, please be murder...

"We're going to destroy Fish Mooney."

I notice Oswald rushing out of the room. I follow him silently all the way to the bathroom. There, he starts cleaning up the wounds on his face.

My beautiful, vain little birdy...

I stand directly behind him, which causes him to jump and let out a noise that sounded like a sqwauk. I snicker and wrap my arms around his waist, resting my head on his itty bitty shoulder.

"You're so little, it's cute. I fucking love how tiny you are." I say warmly, pressing a kiss to his neck. I spin him around, grabbing the wet washcloth he had been using and tenderly, gently clean off the cuts on his face. Once that's done, I open the medicine cabinet and grab some Neosporin. I carefully put some on the cuts, careful not to hurt him too badly.

"You get hurt too much, birdy." I say quietly, looking down at him with sad eyes.

"I've already told you, you don't have to worry so much. I can protect myself." He says warmly, smiling up at me.

"It's my job to protect you. I'm your boyfriend and I love you." I say warmly, leaning in amd kissing him gently.

A few minutes later, we break off the kiss and walk back to the living room. We immediately head out to Fish Mooney's club so Don can get Liza back and get revenge on Fish.

Oswald POV

The trade went...well...

Falcone strangled her. He killed Liza. Now he's staring Fish down, and she looks like someone broke her high heels.

"I'm not going anywhere, Fish." Falcone says ominously.

"Then you can kiss your little bird... goodbye." She says darkly. Before I knew what was happening, she had pulled out a gun. I heard a shot and squeezed my eyes shut. But I didn't feel a bullet. I didn't feel anything. I opened my eyes only to see that Zsasz had shot her in the head before she could pull the trigger.

"I'll kill you for this!" Butch yells, baring his teeth and clenching his fists.

Suddenly all hell broke lose.

Everyone was shooting at everyone. Zsasz ran over and pulled me under a table at a booth. He was practically shielding me with his tall, muscular body which was clad in black leather and holsters.

"Hey, Birdy." Zsasz says, grabbing my face.
"I love you."

"I love you, too." I say quietly, almost breaking down into tears. I've always wanted him to say that. Those three little words that I've longed to hear.

He pulls me into a loving, gentle kiss, stroking my head gently.

Making out in a shootout.

Hot.

How'd I do?!

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