The hitman

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Oswald sits on the couch in front of the coffee table, sorting through the paperwork he'd yet to finish. His mind couldn't focus. He kept being distracted by thoughts of Edward.

Why did Ed leave? Is he mad? Does he know about Isabella's murder?

Just then Zsasz enters.

"Any word on Edward?"

"He's holed up in an old warehouse. Got Barbara with him for some reason."

"....He's going to kill me. He knows about Isabella. He's gonna kill me..." Oswald breaks down into sobs. Zsasz walks over wordlessly, truly worried about his boss. He wasn't exactly happy with admitting it, but he'd found himself becoming quite fond of the bird-like man. Zsasz wraps his arms around Oswald, whispering comforting things and rocking him softly.

"You're a good egg, Oswald. You deserve better than him. You hear me?" Zsasz grasps Oswald's chin, forcing him to look into his eyes.

"You deserve better. Ed will never care about you as much you do him....not as much as I do you."

Oswald sniffles lightly, tears streaming down his porcelain face. Zsasz can't stem the heartbreak he feels seeing his little bird so broken like this...

He can't control what he does next.

He leans in softly, pressing his lips against Oswald's. Oswald gasps silently in surprise and excitement. He had never been kissed before.

And in total honesty....

He had a thing for Zsasz.

The pair sit side by side on the couch, kissing softly, feeling all the tension and pain just melt away...

All too soon Zsasz pulls away. Oswald gasps silently, still crying, but now it's happy tears.

"Do you want me to stay with you tonight, birdy?"


"Please."


These two....ah, man....

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