Can't Resist a Bad Boy Who's a Good Man

“get your broke ass out of here, two face.”

“deuces!!”

Tick. Tick. Tick. The clock on the wall filled the silence of the room while (your name) had a stare down with her patient, Harvey Dent.

This entire situation had thrown her for a loop. It was bizarre to see her beloved, ex childhood friend fall from grace as fast as a shooting star. It broke her heart.

The popular and handsome District Attorney, who was once of Gotham’s most eligible bachelors, now sat broken and burned before her. The sight of his current state was certainly jarring. Especially since he stopped his attempts to reach out to her once he became District Attorney.

(Your name) had tried not to let the loss of their friendship since kindergarten get to her, but she had thought about him from time to time. She had even tried to reach out once a month while he was at the top of his career… yet it didn’t seem like he wanted her around.

After all, she was a psychiatrist while he had been a promising public figure. Harvey’s reputation could be at stake if he was caught with a shrink by the media. Unsavory rumors could pop up and tarnish his political career… one that must have been more important than a friendship that felt like family for two children from broken homes.

Even after he crashed and burned like Icarus who flew too close to the sun four years ago, he still hadn’t reached out to her. It made her feel as if he had grown embarrassed of her. And it was one of the worst feelings.

(Your name) wouldn’t treat him like her old friend though… because they have been strangers for the last seven years.

“Hello, Mister Dent.” (Your name) greeted the man she once knew nearly a decade ago, the same one whose intense gaze had tried to swallow whole for the last minute. “I am your psychiatrist, Doctor (last name).”

“…” Harvey only stared at her, he was uncharacteristically quiet for once. Which did little to calm her nerves.

“It seems you have been diagnosed with dissociative identity disorder, schizophrenia, bipolar disorder, and depression. What symptoms have you been-“

“It really is you.” Harvey’s voice cut in before she could finish her question. His voice was barely above a whisper and raspy, as if he hadn’t spoken for ages. That and she could tell he had been a heavy smoker.

(Your name) paused and glanced up at him. “Whatever do you mean?”

“Don’t play coy.” Harvey shifted in his straight jacket, his one good eye filled with desperation. “You know who I am.”

“I’m sorry, but I have no personal relationship with you, Mister Dent-“

(Your name) jumped when he suddenly leaned forward, his eyes feral with desperation like a cornered animal.

“Bull shit! Look at us, (your name)! It’s Harv!” He snarled, his arms tried to flail out of his straight jacket. “Look at us! Look-“

Guards rushed in to restrain him but he continued to shout in the top of his lunges. (Your name) felt terrified of what had become of her ex-childhood friend. He was so broken…

“I’m here! Please! Look at us!”

How could she not when he flailed against the guards like an animal with rabies? When he felt so familiar yet like a stranger to her? When he looked at her with those blue eyes filled with so much despair and loneliness?

The guards went to drag him away, yet she made sure to speak to him.

“Harvey Dent, I see you.”

Harvey stopped his violent movements which made it easier for the guards to carry him back to his cell. His eyes filled with stars and the right side of his face slightly flushed.

She saw them… his beloved childhood friend saw them. Harvey was finally reunited with the love of his life.

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Little hands held on another as the body of two twelve year olds huddled together. Harvey trembled as (your name) pressed her forehead to his.

“Your dad can’t hurt you here.” (Your name) reassured him. “You’re always safe with me, Harvey.”

“But what if he tries to hurt you?” Harvey shakily whispered.

“Then I’ll punch him in his fat nose!” The two kids laughed as they huddled closer. Their fingers interlaced.

“You’re always so brave, (your name)… I want to be brave too!”

“You will be a man one day, Harvey. A tall, strong man that will be very brave.” (Your name)’s smile was illuminated by the moonlight that streamed through the window. Her appearance even more angelic to the young boy. “You’ll do great things, you want to know how I know this?”

“How?” Harvey asked softly.

“Because I believe in Harvey Dent.” The two smiled at one another. Harvey had a blush on his cheeks.

“(Your name)?”

“Yes, Harv?”

“When we become adults and I do something with myself… I want you to be my wife.” Harvey softly told her. His pulse quick and his hands now clammy. “I’ll buy you a nice house and I’ll protect you from monsters and bad family members. We can have our own family! I just… I want to be with you forever.”

(Your name) smiled warmly at him as she held up her pinky for a childish pinky promise. “Then I’ll be your wife, Harv. I’ll be by your side forever.”

Harvey shot up from his dream with a shaky breath. His hand out stretched to link his pinky with (your name) in his dreams. The vivid imagination of one of his precious childhood memories.

“(Your name)…” Harvey sat up and examined his cell. Ah yes… this was his reality currently. He was in Arkham Asylum.

Harvey absentmindedly touched the disfigured half of his face. She didn’t turn away in disgust… there was still hope, right? (Your name)had always been so understanding.

“You worry too much, Harv. Be grateful I put so much work into keeping her alone for this long for us. She needed to be this lonely so she’ll be putty in our hands.” Two Face chuckled in his mind. “She is ours. Just like she’s always been and she won’t say no. She never had a choice.”

Harvey gulped as he began to fiddle with his double sided coin for comfort. Yes… the coin had let Two Face do what he had to do. The coin reassured him that she was theirs.

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(Your name) noticed Harvey didn’t act like he had their first session together since. The ex district attorney no longer needed the straight jacket either since he was cooperative now… yet the intensity of his mismatched gaze scared her a bit. He stared at her like she was his lover or his entire world… yet they hadn’t spoken in nearly a decade so maybe this was an attachment based on old familiarity? She could never know.

“I hear you have been eating again. I’m glad your appetite has returned, Mister Dent.”

“Please call me Harv.” Harvey begged, his eyes pleading. This was a request he often made to her, one she wasn’t sure if she, herself, was comfortable with. “I’d feel more comfortable if you did.”

She sighed but finally obliged. It had been a month since she became his doctor and he never stopped his request.

“Alright… I am glad you have an appetite, Harv.” (Your name) watched his expression light up instantly like a child on Christmas.

“Yes… the food isn’t great.” Harvey replied with a hint of a smile on the right side of his face. “But I need all the energy I can get.”

“How have the meds been working for you? Are you experiencing any side effects?”

“No, I’m not.” Harvey replied in his tenor voice. “Can I ask you a question, Doctor?”

(Your name) paused but gave him the green light. “You can ask me anything, Harv-“

“Are you married?”

(Your name) nearly choked on her spit. Of all questions to ask, he wanted to know her relationship status?

“No, I’m not.” (Your name) replied, but she noticed the way he began to self sooth with his hands. She was familiar with this tick of his. Harvey was excited since he always fiddled with his hands or his coin when he was anxious or excited.

“I noticed there wasn’t a ring on your finger.” His voice trailed off a bit as a rosy blush covered his cheek on the right side of his face.

“Yes. I work long hours since I started working here a few years ago so I haven’t had much time for dating, let alone looking into the prospect of marriage.” (Your name) told him. And then she accidentally let her personal feelings spill from her lips, “A lot of people do not want to be around a psychiatrist, you know.”

Harvey paused his hand soothing and tightly held his hands together. His eye filled with guilt and she caught herself instantly. That was extremely unprofessional of her.

“Oh, I apologize. I’m just a bit bitter about my career choice at times-“

“I’m sorry.” Harvey’s voice was barely above a whisper.

“You have nothing to apologize for-“ Slam! Harvey’s fist connected with the table between them as his face clenched in anger.

“No!” Harvey flipped like a switch, his expression twisted and his voice loud, “I shouldn’t have-“

(Your name) watched him pull back and hug himself. He bit his lip. “I’m sorry… I didn’t mean to raise my voice. I’m sorry.”

“It’s alright-“

“No… I’m not like my father or like your parent. I didn’t mean to yell.” Harvey shook his head in disgust. “I remember how much you hated when people yell.”

Ah, so she was right about his attachment due to their past. This may be a problem in the future… but she wasn’t sure her boss would care much of her personal past with Harvey since their relationship was never intimate.

“I forgive you. You’re going through a lot right now, Harv-“ he suddenly scooped her hands into his calloused and scarred one.

“You have no idea…” (your name) thought for brief moment he was speaking of his condition but then he began to press fervent kisses all over her knuckles and the back of her hands. His touches were reverent as if she were a precious piece of art. “How much we missed you.”

(Your name) gently tried to pull her hand back but he held on tighter.

“I love you. I want you.” (Your name) froze at the sudden voice change. Was this… the other personality surfacing?

“Harv?”

“I’m sorry, I just missed you so much. You’re mine.” Harvey seemed to have both personalities present with her right now. “I know I’m ugly now and I left you behind. Harvey thought was for your own good.”

“For my own good?” (Your name) asked Harvey who kept up with his tender kisses on her hands.

“I didn’t want you to get involved with the political world and be known by the mob.” Harvey admitted. “I… I don’t know what I’d do if something happened to you. I’d fucking kill them all.”

(Your name) let Harvey open up her hands and place his face in her palms. His smooth skin on his right side and the scarred skin on his left side was such a stark contrast against the soft flesh of her palms. Just like his condition…

“Harv, this is unprofessional-“

“To hell with unprofessionalism.” Two Face surfaced in an instant. “You have been mine since we were five and you’re going to be mine until one of us dies.”

Two Face roughly grabbed her cheeks with his scarred left hand. “Harvey was a coward for leaving without a word but he’s always been such a pussy. You’ve only became more beautiful over the years and you’re ready for picking. I’m glad my hard work has paid off.”

“Hard work?” (Your name) was filled with confusion. Whatever could he mean?

“Ah, you always have been so oblivious, baby girl.” Two Face chuckled, the permanent scowl on his face twisted up a bit into a smirk. “I’m happy I scared away any man that tried to get close to you. I couldn’t have anyone stealing our girl.”

Realization hit her, Two Face… had been the reason behind her loveless and sexless life? The last four years she had been stood up or ghosted but it had been Harvey all along?

“They wouldn’t know what to do with you. How to love you. How to FUCK you.” Two Face chuckled as he leaned his face closer to hers so that their noses touched. “And trust me, we’ve seen the way you masturbate. I’m sure Harvey and I have something that could fill you up better than fingers ever could-“

(Your name) immediately tried to pull away at his disgusting innuendo, but Two Face easily held her face in place.

“Look at that blush on your cheeks. Seems that got you hot and bothered.”

“How dare you- mmphf!” Two Face leaned forward and passionately kissed her. His tongue intertwined with hers in a sinful dance.

It was so strange to feel how his lips felt against hers since it was alike kissing two different men…

Two Face tangled his hand in her hair so he could jerk her head back and deepen the kiss. His tongue completely dominated hers as his lips curled up into a cruel smirk. She could do nothing but let his tongue wriggle in her mouth until he had his fill. He was far too unpredictable to reject.

It wasn’t until her lungs burned for air that Two Face pulled away. A long string of saliva connected them while his eyes darkened to the point that they were the shade of deep sea rather than their usual sky blue.

“You taste even better than I thought.” Two Face chuckled at (your name)’s dazed expression. “Only a kiss and you’re so flustered? Imagine what I could do with my-“

(Your name) put her hands over his lips as she tried to catch her breath.

“Just who do you think you are?” (Your name)’s voice wasn’t as firm as she wanted it to be since she was breathless. Her eyes narrowed at the cocky look in this eye. This man in front of her was not Harvey… he was a pervert. “Isolating me for years, leaving me wondering what I did wrong for you to not speak to me- eek!”

(Your name) yanked her hand back when he dragged his tongue across her palm.

“It was for your own damn good.” Two Face spat. “We tried to keep you away from our dumpster fire of a life. It would’ve been ideal but the coin decided you’re ours. Your fate was sealed the moment it landed on my side of the coin.”

“Harv, snap out of-“

“You promised to be our wife when we were younger.” Harvey’s voice mixed with Two Face’s as his expression softened slightly. “I have a manor and more money than ever. We can start that family we always wanted, the one you deserve.”

“Harv-“