my mothers love...

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Little season 2 fic...

Oswald wakes up to hear Edward singing their song softly. Oswald smiles warmly, listening to his deep, beautiful voice singing the song. As soon as Ed finishes the song, though, Oswald can hear Eds small tiny sobs.

"Ed...why are you crying?"

"Oh, I'm sorry Oswald. I didn't mean to wake you." He says warmly, turning around and smiling. But Oswald knows better. He gets up and sits beside Edward on the piano bench, clasping his beloveds hand.

"Edward I heard you crying." Oswald says quietly, putting the other hand on Eds face, forcing him to look at him.

"I just...every time I hear the song, it makes me happy but it also reminds me I...I didn't have a happy childhood like you did. I didn't have a mother who loved me and called me beautiful and handsome and clever or tucked me in at night or sang to me. All I had was my father, and he was...so... awful." Ed says quietly, shaking in fear.

"Ed, I'm right here. And I love you. And I'm so sorry you had to go through that. No child should have to go through that." Oswald says quietly, hugging Ed tight. Ed lets out his croaking sobs, clinging to Oswald like a lifeline.

"Maybe we should go back to bed..."

"Yeah...I need some sleep." Ed concedes, letting Oswald lead him back to bed.

And two days later they happily sang that song with Jim Gordon as their audience...

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