spots to kiss + 7 (a kiss on the eyelid or the undereye)
with Two Face / Bruce as Batman (because Iβm being sooo normal about them rn)
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im also very normal about them and i think about them a normal amount as should be obvious
Sometimes it felt like a lifetime since the soft moments, when the city was sparkling and the night air was cold, and they stared out at the skyline together, sitting on the roof of the GCPD with their hands resting quietly over one another's. It had been even longer since college, when Two Face was brash and bold against Harvey's shy nervousness, and had wasted no time taking Bruce up on his overtures. There wasn't a lot of room for softness in Two Face's life, anymore.
In so many ways, it felt like a violation to be with Two Face now, when Scarecrow's newest drug had him so far out of his mind that he couldn't recognize where- or when- he was. Two Face didn't have the wherewithal to fight him like he normally would, to recognize him as the enemy he believed the Batman to be. Only like this would he let the Batman so close, shivering at his desk with his hands held tightly over his face, silently hanging onto whatever shred of composure he could manage when he was stuck reliving his worst memories.
Two Face had a lot of bad memories to choose from- more than most. Bruce had seen him like this before, in college, and during the hardest nights of his career, breathing quickly and unsteadily as he wavered on the edge of a panic attack. Touch had always anchored him then, and it was carefully that Bruce sat with him, holding his wrists in gentle hands. "You're hyperventilating."
"I... know." The words came out in pieces, strained. Two Face tipped towards him, and Bruce caught him in a hand, combing his hair back out of his face with claw-tipped gauntlets. "Batman... I can't, I-"
Bruce shushed him gently. "With me. In, and out." He took deep, slow breaths, and Two Face struggled to copy him. "I know you're scared. But I'm right here with you, and I'm not going to let anything happen. It's just us."
It shouldn't have been reassuring. They'd spent decades fighting, chase after chase after chase, and Two Face hadn't trusted the Batman since the accident.
But Two Face pushed into his hand, wheezing in a slow, unsteady breath, and Bruce's heart squeezed with the weight of his trust.
"Good," Bruce said quietly. He took slow breaths, and Two Face breathed with him, unsteady and nervous. He pulled gently at Two Face's wrist, and Two Face let him pry the hand away, letting him expose the deep, twisted mass of scar tissue that covered one side of his face, the skin around his eye carrying a permanent droop, even when he had it squeezed shut.
Bruce kissed his brow, then the lid of his eye, soft and warm. Two Face shuddered on an exhale.
He'd overthink it later. What he was thinking, why Two Face let him, whether or not he'd ever get to again- But he thought nothing of it in the moment.
Two Face's hand slid into his, gripping it tight. "You... won't go," he said, like he was making sure.
"Never," Bruce promised, as easily as breathing. "As long as you need me, I'll always be here."
Two Face snorted. "Like a... fuckin... children's... book."
"Sure. Just like a children's book," Bruce agreed, just to hear the way Two Face laughed, breathless and quiet. "Just call me Hoggle. Should you need me."
"Loser," Two Face said, a clear note of affection in his voice. He was still shaking in Bruce's grip, still terrified, but somehow he found it in him to make fun of Bruce. And wasn't that just like Two Face, always fighting?
Bruce kissed the corner of his eye, and felt the way his grip tightened.
Maybe this was only temporary. But Bruce would always still have Two Face's back.
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