Gotham Oneshots- Requests Are Open!

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Hiii this one has Jerome and Oswald and Edward in it because it's Nygmobblepot.

Warning: Jerome is mean AF to Oswald in this one, pretty much just an abusive relationship Oswald doesn't even realize he's in. Till Ed walks in to his life again and points it out.

"You're late." Jerome says darkly, sitting in his chair in front of the TV. Oswald wasn't late on purpose. Hell, he had been trying really hard to come home on time, he ran so fast when he saw the time he fell and messed up his clothes. But he still got punched by Jerome a couple times.

"Just go get dressed. We're having dinner in 30 minutes. That is if my fucking worthless cook can hurry it up!" Jerome yells at the kitchen. Oswald scurries upstairs and changes out of his muddy, torn clothes. He changes into one of the nicest suits he still has there, walking back down after finishing up his hair and makeup.

"Why are you always late?" Jerome snaps.

"You said 30 minutes, I only took 25." Oswald says quietly in fear.

"Sit down."

Oswald takes his seat at the dinner table, giving anxious glances at the empty seats.

"Are we expecting company?" He asked carefully.

"Yeah, but don't worry. They're no match for me..."

Oswald opens his mouth to speak but is cut off by the sound of footsteps nearing the dining room.

"Hope we're not late." Ivy says quietly, Firefly behind her.

Along with Freeze, Hatter, Crane...

And him. Edward. Looking as dreadfully ridiculously stupid as ever.

"Hey." Ed says awkwardly, trying not to look directly at Oswald.

"Edward." Oswald gapes at Ed, trying to wrap his brain around it.

The Villains take their seats, and Jerome starts talking about some plan to take over the city and turn the gothamites into lunatics.

Oswald wasn't listening. Just stared at Ed. Jerome took notice of that, grabbing Oswalds arm forcefully.

"You fucking staring at the green street lamp over there? Pair of morons..." Jerome grumbles, letting his arm go. Oswald quickly excuses himself from the table, saying he needs some air.

Ed slipped away from the table, following Oswald.

"Oswald... look, I know we're not on great terms, but...I'm sorry...I just...he looks very...bad." Ed can't find the right words for anything anymore.

Oswald sniffs, shaking his head.

"He loves me..." Oswald says quietly, but Ed knows different. He knows Jerome kills his partners after he's tired of them.

It's it that moment when Ed sees the bruise on Oswald's cheek peeking out from under the makeup.

"Are those bruises? Did Jerome do that? He can't do that, that's not right."

"Ed...just stay out of it..." Oswald says sweetly, reluctantly removing Ed's hand from his face.

Ed watches as Oswald goes back to the dining room, and that's when Jerome starts yelling on front of the guests.

"ARE YOU FUCKING CHEATING ON ME WITH THAT RETARD?!"

"No, JEROME, please...I'm...not...he's my friend..."

"WELL MAYBE YOUR FRIEND CAN HELP HIDE YOUR BODY, YOU LITTLE BITCH!!!"

THUD!

That's it. Ed charges into the room finding Oswald on the floor in a ball of fear, clutching his face.

Jerome stands over him, anger radiating from him.

Ivy is a panicked terrified mess, standing in the corner. While everyone else is just emotionless.

Ed pulls out his knife.

"I'm not going to let you hurt him." Ed says bravely.

"What are you gonna do? Stab me?" Jerome says playfully.

"Leave Oswald Cobblepot alone..." Ed says quietly.

Jerome slams him into the wall, and Ed drives his knife into Jerome. Over and over and over and over again.

Jerome falls to the floor, a bloody laughing mess.

Ed drags Oswald from the room, taking him upstairs.

"Ed, why..."

"I love you. I did it for you. I had to kill him because he hurt you. Do you understand that? I will never ever do anything to hurt you..." Ed says quietly, quickly realizing what he just said.

"I'm sorry...I don't know why I said that..." Ed backtracks.

"I love you too Edward..."

With that, Ed fixed up the cut on Oswalds cheek, then they curled up in bed together. And that was the first time either of them slept without nightmares for the first time in forever.

I really don't know what this is just got inspired. Shout-out to brucesthor for being so patient with me while I was away from this project. You rock.