It was a strange sensation; it was noon, the clouds where dark, the streets where wet and cold, people crossed the street, and somehow James found himself at Oswald's club. It was rather dark and elegant like always, it was his day off, and somehow you walked in like somehow you owns the place, and Butch or Victor didn't complain, maybe it was already a habit for you to be in the club, after that incident with Cobblepot's mom you found himself trying to actually be a friend to him, something that surprised you more than anything, you make your way up in front of the stage but not Oswald to be seen, Butch made a gesture that said "Back room", but instead of waiting you nodded and made your way up to Oswald's Private Room, why where you there in the first place? To comfort him? Get information? You don't even know anymore, every part of you is in a trance, every sense is clouded by thoughts of him, was it his Icy Blue eyes? The way he smiled? The way he called you James? You need answers and that's why you were here right? To get answers?
"You are right there James, just knocked on the door" you thought trying to process everything that you are going to say but instead you heard a soft tune and soft voice, it was Oswald., signing, it was so delicate, like if his feelings where being gushed out by every word he sang, you open the door slightly just a peek inside, just to see what would make him make that wonderful voice
"Heart and soul"
You looked as Oswald say on the bed, next to his mother whom she was bandaged up and luckily recuperating, she smiled as she heard him sign; you guessed it was a request from her that made him sign that way.
"I feel in love with you"
But the way he sang, it was like if he need to let out feelings deep within and your hear made a rapid beat and you wondered if Oswald ever loved anyone before, you loved Barbara, you like Leslie, but why did the thought of Oswald someone hurt you so much.
You paid attention to Oswald's actions as he sang
"Heart and Soul, the way a fool would do, madly"
"Because you held me tight"
Oswald's arm wrapped around his stomach, like if he was somehow imagining someone holding him , it made you sick, you wanted to burst through the door and actually hold him, you couldn't take it, what is happening to you?
"And stole a kiss in the night"
"Heart and soul, I begged to be adored"
"Lost control and tumbled overboard, gladly"
"That magic night we kissed"
"There in the moon mist"
You observed not his mother's reaction but Oswald's. the way his eyes are shut, imagining that scenario of him being kissed by his loved one, being hold tight, something James would probably kill to do, he would do anything just to have one moment with Oswald, maybe during the course of the entire incident you feel in love with him, even if it sounds sickening to even hear it, the thought of you not holding him drives you insane.
"Oh! But your lips where thrilling, far too thrilling"
God he wanted to kiss him, make his face flush, have him gasp for air as you kiss, touch his face and kiss every little freckle on his face, God knows you wanted to make a noise, to protest to let him know you arrived. For him to pay his attention towards you.
"Never before were mine so strangely willing"
"But now I see, what one embrace can do"
"Look at me, it's got me loving you, madly"
"The little kiss you stole"
"Held my heart and soul"
Right after he finished his mom clapped and smiled and cleaned some tears from her eyes, you observed the way Oswald smiled and blushed a tint of pink in his face
"Oh my darling!" His mother spoke, "How beautifully you sang it"
You noted that she held her hand and looked at him, strangely he looked upset or sad
"Tell me darling, where you thinking of someone you love?"
He froze, he looked up at her and choked out a nervous laugh
"Mother..how can you…how did you?" His face looked puzzled
"A mother always knows" she said placing a small kiss in his hands
God you wanted to leave, you should fucking leave, this is a private conversation! You should stop before your heart gets crushed
Oswald stayed quiet, his lips forming a while line, he opened his mouth and closed it again.
"Is it a man?" His mom suggested
You almost choked and revealed your cover, if hiding behind a door is considered a cover
"…yes" he said, softly like if he was breaking the rules, like if loving someone was forbidden to him, "His name is…" He stayed quiet like if Oswald was gathering up the courage to say the name out loud "..James…James Gordon"
You froze, he said your name and you saw how his mother shifted towards the door and that was your queue to get the fuck out of there and to the hall, you quickly sat in a chair waiting for them to come out, you tried your best not to look flustered, too look as you always have, professional.
"James! My Old friend" Oswald smiled and walked slowly towards you, trying to be careful on his leg.
You gave a small smile and saw how his mother walked up towards you.
"Hello Mrs. Kapelput"
She smiled and said her hello's and made her way towards butch.
"Good bye Oswald, I am going home now, it was good to see you, and stop bye more often would you?"
"I shall mother, take care" He made a gesture towards Butch to probably keep her company and make sure she is safe when he drops her off
Oswald looked at you again, his eyes where shinning and he looked beautiful in the dim light but you did your best not to crack and kiss him, you wanted him to tell you about his feelings, not start in the wrong foot.
"To what do I owe this visit James?!" he sounded calm and collected, we made our way to one of the booths in the corner of the room, it was just me and him, and victor at the door.
"Just stopping by, wondering how your mom was, but..I can see she is doing well"
"Much better thanks to you and all you have done for us, I can't thank you enough James"
"No need to thank me" Jesus Christ the feeling to want to hold him is intense and you are in balls deep for this man. "Hey I came here actually, to ask you something"
"Anything I can help you with?"
"Well yes..I was wondering"
God this was hard to do! You were about to bolt but the look in Oswalds eyes drew you in even more
"Yes?" he asked curious
"Would you mind, having dinner with me, Friday night" shit shit I did it! Fuck my life!
He looked at you intensely, his face turned so different shades of red and you wondered if you can make him do that again but right now is not the time for that.
With a shaky breath Oswald finally gave his answer
"…yes!"
