#batman forever reader insert

Ed trying to steal you away from Bruce when he sees how much Bruce likes you. (Part 2)

Part 1

(For  KaibaSlaveGirl34 on AO3)  

Edward wasn’t surprised that you rejected his offer for dinner that evening, but he did feel a great deal of satisfaction after you agreed to meet with him another time. The ever present petty part of him wanted the two of you to leave arm in arm, mid-party. The headlines would mock Bruce’s loss and rejoice in your superior choice. 

Nonetheless, he’d still be leaving with your phone number. 

When Harvey showed up, Edward saw the perfect opportunity in front of him. After his initial annoyance at the spontaneous attack, he started scheming.

“Say, Harvey, since you so graciously decided to ruin my party, why don’t you help me have a little fun?”

Like the other guests, you were trying to get away from the chaos. While navigating the room, trying not to get trampled while you calmly headed toward an exit, A pair of Harvey’s goons halted your exit. You tried your best to fend them off, but they managed to take you to him.

“Let’s see how much Brucey boy will pay to keep you safe. How’s that sound?”

“Unpleasant.”

The next several minutes went like a blur; you were dragged away, Batman arrived to try to save the day, he got buried in sand, and Harvey and his remaining conscious goons made off with you. 

“Hold it right there!” The last thing you were expecting was Ed to come to your aid. It was difficult to see from your position - slung over the back of one of the aforementioned goons - but it sounded like Ed was taking them out. At least, that’s what you were hoping for. 

Once the thug dropped you, you had a pretty clear picture of what had happened. “Edward?”

He was now facing off with Two-Face. Edward was fighting against the villain to take hold of his weapon. In the scuttle, it went off and Edward let out a screech. “You shot me!” A good punch right in the nose knocked Harvey back, and Edward, now limping, scared him off before coming to help untie you.

“How did you... Wow, thank you, Edward.”

He helped you up, wincing slightly, and gave you a triumphant grin. “So, how about that dinner?”

“I think, first, the hospital. Your foot’s  bleeding. A lot.” 

Edward looked down, then back up again, down again, then back up. “Y/N, what’s black, white, and red all over?”

“A newspaper?”

“Yes, but no. Right now it’s my foot and shoe, covered in blood.”

Ed trying to steal you away from Bruce when he sees how much Bruce likes you.

Despite the rumors, you and Bruce weren’t an official couple. The two of you attended events together from time to time, however neither of you attempted to take the next step. It wasn’t clear to you whether or not Bruce saw you as anything other than a friend but it was very obvious to one man in particular.

After making a name for himself in Gotham, Edward Nygma became a local celebrity. All at once he was at the top of invitation lists and hosting his own parties.

At his most recent event, you and Bruce had, of course, arrived together. Soon afterward, the host himself found the pair of you and set into pleasant (albeit a little tense) chatter.

Ed invited you to dance with him and you accepted. He asked quite a bit about your relationship with Bruce. It was clear he was trying to ascertain whether or not you two were an item. You admitted that, currently, you weren’t.

“Truthfully, y/n, I’m glad to hear that you’re not... coupled with anyone.”

“Is that so?”