Gotham Preferences/Imagines

Little Flower - Oswlad x Reader

Requested by Esquenopues ; I hope you enjoy!!

OC:  Y/N Kean

Oswald's Age:  24
Y/N's Age:  22

H/C: Hair color
H/L: Hair length
E/C: Eye color
Y/N: Your name
M/N: Middle name

P.O.V.: 3rd person
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"Y/N, where are you? We're going to be late for our meeting!" Oswald Cobblepot stated in his exasperated tone of voice. The boss of Gotham's underworld was quite frustrated and was waiting on his assistant, Y/N Kean, to finish preparing herself. Y/N was the younger sister of Barbara Kean, and had found herself working for the Penguin for the last year or so. Y/N found herself quite attracted to the Penguin, but said absolutely nothing. "I'm coming Oswald!" She called back, grabbing her coat as she walked downstairs. The New Cobblepot mansion was spick and span, nothing out of place.

Oswald looked at her with his arms crossed over his chest. "My dear we must be punctual with our guests. Don't want our employees to think we're slacking off." He said a bit irritated. Y/N just shrugged. "I couldn't help it; you try dealing with all of this hair," she said as she motioned to her H/C hair. Oswald chuckled a bit at her comment, which made Y/N's heart soar.

Y/N had an infatuation with the king of Gotham, but feared that he did not return her affections. It was the biggest kept secret she ever had to her chest. She would take it with her to her grave.

- After the Meeting -

Y/N felt something weird rise up in her throat as she sat before the roaring fireplace. She began to cough, and flower petals appeared in her hands. She started freaking out. How did I cough up petals? She wondered. "Y/N? I heard you coughing; are you alright? Are you sick?" Oswald's voice became much clearer and closer. Y/N quickly hid the petals in her back pocket of her pants. "No, Oswald. Everything is fine." She lies smoothly. Oswald inspected her for a millisecond to see any hints of untruthfulness but couldn't find any. "As long as you're sure. I can't have my faithful assistant lying to me about her health," he said. Y/N's heart dropped. His assistant. That's all she was. A friend? Perhaps. But a possible lover? Of course not; she didn't meet his expectations.

After Oswald retired to his bedroom for the night, Y/N walked to the library in the mansion, walking towards the section on botany to find what she was looking for. She finally found a book of plant-related human illnesses. She scanned the book until she came across Hanahaki Disease.

'Hanahaki Disease occurs when the victim suffers from an unrequited one-sided love. The victim then begins to cough up and vomit flower petals as a result. The disease will not end until the victim's object of affection returns the same feelings, or when the victim dies.

Note:  Strong friendship does not do anything. The affections have to be strictly romantic and romantic only.'

Y/N's heart dropped to her stomach. She had Hanahaki Disease. She had unrequited love for the new underworld boss, and she was certain he did not return her affections.

Oh boy.

- One Week Later -
(And yes, I intended to make this sound like the SpongeBob narrator voice)

Y/N had kept her condition a secret from Oswald. She would excuse herself to the bathroom to vomit or cough up petals, and would lie to her employer about her health. She wanted to tell him about her condition and her feelings, but her fear of rejection always got to the best of her. Today would finally change all that.

Y/N was in the middle of a conversation with Oswald and James Gordon when she felt her stomach lurch. James raised an eyebrow and looked towards the assistant with genuine concern written on his features. "Is she okay?" He asked Oswald. Oswald looked at Y/N, who looked pure green in the face. "Y/N? What's wrong?" He asked. Before she could think of a reply, she ran off to the nearest bathroom, vomiting flowers and blood. Oswald and James followed her to the bathroom, and both men were horrified at the sight of flower petals and blood escaping this woman's lips.

"Y/N?" Oswald's usually confident voice cracked. The woman's head shot straight up and turned to look at the detective and her boss. "Oswald —" "How long have you had Hanahaki?" He interrupted. Her eyes widened. "You know what it is?" She asked. "Y/N my mother made sure I was taught about all diseases, even rare ones. But you still didn't answer my question," he said pointedly. She sighed. "A week." She answered. "A week? Why didn't you say anything?! I could've helped you!" He stressed. James knelt down to Y/N's eye level, showing concern for his ex future sister-in-law. "I was embarrassed. And plus the one person that could fix this doesn't love me back." she explained, looking anywhere but Oswald's now tear-filled eyes.

"Who is it? I'll find him and make him pay," the crime lord seethed. The girl let out a bitter chuckle. "He's already in the room." She answered. Oswald's sharp gaze turned to James, who laughed. "I don't see how this is funny Jim," Penguin stated. "It's funny because it's not me." Jim said and Oswald thought long and hard for a minute. Then he realized who Y/N meant, and he blushed. "Y-You mean me?" He asked. The woman nodded her head slowly, still having a nauseous feeling. "I didn't say anything because I knew you wouldn't find me to be a compatible romantic partner. You're just my boss, and I'm just your faithful..." she trailed off when something smashed against her lips. They were soft but firm, and the scent smelled of cologne.

Oswald's cologne.

Oh god...

She.

Was.

Being.

Kissed.

By.

Oswald.

Cobblepot.

When Oswald detached his lips from hers, he gently cupped her face. "Dear Y/N, I made you my assistant so that I could be around you more often. Ever since I met you, I've felt this connection between us. Call it fate, destiny — it doesn't matter. I truly love you, Y/N Kean. And I wanted to know if you would do me the honor of accompanying me on a date this Friday night?" He asked. Y/N's heart was racing, and color came back to her face. The nauseous feeling subsided; the disease was gone. "I'd love to Oswald." She said. Jim decided to make a break for it and head back to his own girlfriend, Lee.

Y/N smiled as she walked out of the bathroom, her arm linked with Oswald's.

Who knew that an illness would bring them together?

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I'm so sorry if it's cringeworthy! I did the best I could!! Hope you liked it!