You waited for Oswald to arrive at a charming little restaurant for lunch that day on a typical Gotham day, gray clouds, skeptical civilians, and a little shower earlier that morning. The temperature risen to a chilly air, so a coat was not needed but you came in a blue and gray sweater with black jeans, matching flats, and an umbrella in case it rained again.

You checked your small phone that was in your bag to see if you missed any calls, which you didn't. You looked left then right to see if there was any sign of Oswald. Hopefully he didn't ditch you, you wanted to pay him back for the other night and talk to him about an idea you had in mind for the club.

Oswald began to have a smile on his face when he saw you standing there. How you looked so sweet and innocent with those bright E/C jewels and the endearing smile that graces upon your face. He couldn't help but think how lovely you are and the fact that you didn't think so awfully of him brings joy to his heart. Funny how that's not his mother who's doing that. "Y/N," Oswald called out, limping towards you with the support of his umbrella as his cane.

You turned around with that endearing smile and went to give Oswald a small hug, which surprised him. "Hello Oswald, thank you for coming. I was afraid you weren't able to show up."

"Miss lunch with you? I'd hate myself if I did." You chuckled at this and went towards the door until Oswald stopped you. "Please, allow me." he said and opened the door for you.

"Such a gentleman. More men need to be like you. Your mother must be lucky to raise you when you were younger." you said with a smile entering the restaurant.

Oswald could feel heat developing on his cheeks. He walked in with you and responded "Well, I'm not a man that needs to lie, my mother might have had some difficulties raising me like any other parent." Arriving at your table, Oswald pulled out your seat, surprising you, and pushed you into the table and taking his seat across from you.

"I don't believe that at all. What difficulties would she possibly have with you?" A waitress then came over to your table with menus and glasses of water to start you off. You both said your thanks and went back to the conversation while looking through the menu.

"Any a single mother would have." He answered.

"And your father?" you asked without thinking.

"He died of pneumonia when I was young." he said while looking at the menu.

"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have asked."

Oswald looked up at you blankly. "What? Oh, no don't worry. I didn't know him that well but my mother told me he was a good man." He smiled reassuring you that you didn't offend him in any way. "He's basically the reason why I carry an umbrella wherever I go, as to not worry my mother."

"How sweet of you. Well, I wanted to take you out for lunch to thank you about that night." you said.

"A man shouldn't hassle a woman like that. I'm glad that I arrived there when I did, I was afraid he would've done something unforgivable." Oswald said.

"Thank you again...I also wanted to talk to you about an idea I had for the club." you asked timidly looking at your clasped hands on the table.

"The club? Well what did you had in mind?" he asked, interest peaking.

"I was thinking that maybe we could turn it to an actual night club. I mean, only for one night, just to see if it's a bust or not."

"I thought it already is a night club." Confusion was written all over Oswalds face. Was the club not good enough?

"It is! Just the fancier type, the ones that I imagine people in Hollywood would go to." you smiled at the thought. Going to Oswalds club made you feel fabulous to be honest. It didn't make you feel all low leveled and such whenever you went. "The type of club I was thinking of was with colorful lights, a DJ, a dance floor... I don't want it to be permanent, just a little test is all. Actually, I want it to be a party on how successful the club is getting, now that I think about it."

"Well, if you want to celebrate the success of the club then I say that it is a fantastic idea. Celebrate you! You are the entire reason why my club has reached fabulous heights, I think you deserve this little party." Oswald smiled towards you with appreciation. There goes my cheeks, you thought.

"Oh no, I'm not the reason. The other performers, they're the reason why the club is big."

"Don't be so modest Y/N, without you we wouldn't have those performers." He wanted to say more but Oswald didn't want to look like a fool in front of you. "I'm forward with this idea of yours. We can begin preparation in the club a little later, after lunch."

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It became a hectic week planning out things with Oswald, ordering things, hiring people, your brain was scrambled. Oswald, on the other hand, enjoyed the time he spent with you. During times when he was alone he couldn't help but think back at the little things between you and him. The way you smiled at him, how you would laugh in your conversations, how you would sit next to each other, or how you two would accidently brush each others hands when reaxhing for something. He hate to admit it, yet love the idea of it, but he knew he was developing a hard crush on you.

Oswald sat at one of the bar stools sighing in content at the thoughts of you and him. The club started to fill up with people that Oswald had invited and others that were standing outside paying their fee to get in. The sitting area in front of the stage were cleared of all the tables and chairs and began to fill up with bodies that had the itch to dance at one of the DJ's tracks.

People came by to order their drinks. Honestly, Oswald never felt the club so full and alive. Yes the club was a success before this but they were always calm gatherings, the guest watching the acts in front of them, now people danced to the hyper beat of the songs that were playing.

You came to the club in a red velvet skirt above black pantyhoses, a black belt, and a see through long sleeve shirt that actually covers your chest in a sweetheart neckline, your hair down in waves clutching onto your black wallet that matched your pumps.

You could feel the energy of the club from outside as you walk towards Butch who was being the bouncer tonight. "Hi Butch." you said with a smile on your face.

"Hey Y/N, looking lovely as ever." he said moving away to let you in.

"You're not looking too bad yourself."

As you walked in, you found Oswald sitting on one of the stools within the crowded place. He held onto his drink looking at nothing in particular. You walked to his position saying your excuse me's getting through. "Hey Oswald." you said getting his attention.

Startled for a moment, he turned to the source and landed his eyes on you. You looked extravagant, so much that it made him blush. "Y-Y/N, hello." he stuttered out. "You look...pretty." You giggled at his nervousness.

"Thank you, you look good too. So...how's the club?" obviously it was doing great but you wanted to know how he felt about it.

"Surprisingly, better than I had originally anticipated but all thanks to you." he said lifting his glass to your being. You leaned against the bar and order yourself a drink. Apparently this was your night, so might as well unwind.

You continued to talk to Oswald, getting deep into each other's conversation about things other than work as the bass of the music vibrated throughout the club. You were getting a bit tipsy while Oswald was holding his liquor quite well, which you didn't expect from his stature. Being tipsy, you started to flirt with Oswald, touching his arm, batting your eyelashes at him a few times, complimenting him, it was getting Oswald a bit nervous but he wanted more. "Come with me." Oswald said to you, grabbing your hand, leading you into the middle of the dim lighted dance floor. "Wait right here, I'll return in a moment." He left you confused as ever, until everyone stopped dancing and you hearing a famaliar voice from the speakers.

"Ladies and gentlemen, are we having a good time?" Everyone cheered raising their glasses. "I like to thank you all for attending tonights celebration, although, none of it would have been possible without the care and talent of one of our fantastic acts, Y/N!" At that a spotlight was on you and everyone turned and cheered for you. You were stunned for a second but got over it and started to smile and say thank you's. "Tonight we celebrate the club, our customers, and Y/N for making this a big success." More cheering erupted from the crowd.

Oswald left the stage giving the cue to the DJ to continue with his duties. You stood there as Oswald came to you with a smile on his pale face. Hopefully I didn't make her feel uncomfortable. You looked down and spoke "Thanks for that," you looked up at him with a smile, "You didn't need to do that though."

"I just felt like the people needed to know why were celebrating, and how much of a gift you are to this place." He smiled.

The music started up again and you couldn't help but sway your hips to it. He prepared to sit back down at his spot at the bar until he was stopped by someone grabbing his wrist, turning around to see the owner shifting with the music, a smile on her face she said "Dance with me."

"Oh, I can't, not with this leg, I'd be a terrible dance partner." he said looking down with a bashful smile.

"You don't have to do much just...move your hips," she said

"And besides, it looks like your seats taken." She pointed at the spot with a man and a woman talking to each other. No other seats were availble. The booths and stools were all filled. He knew he had no other choice but he didn't want to make himself look like an idiot in front of her.

"Well, I suppose I could dance for a bit, at least until another seats open." You then grabbed his hands and placed them on your hips. Pink dusted across his face feeling the movement of them. Your arms draped on his shoulders, eyes closed in bliss. This close proximity, it was overwhelming, he didn't know what to do or what not to do, he just stood there with his hands on you.

Feeling the music take control of your being, you turned around with your back against his chest. You slided your hands on his arms clasping yours with his that were still on your hips. You swayed more causing him to blush furiously eyes wide at what you two were doing. This is something a couple would do not a boss and his employee, yet he didn't mind, he liked it, this feeling of intimacy. He leaned his head in taking in your scent of your sensuos perfume. You were like a siren calling him out to his doom in the ocean but he didn't care, he wanted more.

He soon found himself swaying to the music with you, at least, as much as his bum leg would let him. You then turned around to face him once more arms draped like curtains on his shoulders, eyes closed still. You then opened them staring into his pool of glistening blue eyes while he stared into yours. Your eyes then drifted down to his parted lips which caused you to lick yours. Set on target, you leaned in and took his lips for a second until you tilted your head to the side. Oswald was phased at first, not knowing exactly what to do but the luscious feeling told him exactly what to do, kissing you back becoming a bit more sensual then a first kiss should be. He parted from you and whispered in your ear "Follow me." he grabbed your hand and made your way through the sea of dancing people to the back where it was unattended.

It was dark but neither of you mind. You closed the door and pressed your back against the door reaching out for Oswald with a lustful look on your face. His hands landed on your waist and began to kiss you hungrily on the lips. Oswald then created a path from your cheeks to your neck nipping and biting then licking the spots to soothe it, arms now wrapped around your waist to bring you closer.

You were lost in the sensations until something came to you as if it were dream that then turned to realization. He's your boss and your his employee, you two shouldn't be doing this. "Oswald, wait." he looked at you with red on his face and half lidded eyes.

"What? What is it? Did I hurt you?"

"No, it's just...we shouldn't be doing this. If anyone were to find out it would go around like a forest fire. People would think that I'm doing this for advantages here , like now and I don't to be known as someone who slept with their boss to get what they want."

Oswalds hand then went up to stroke your cheek and responded "Don't worry on such things. I promise that no one will hear of this and if they did then I would tell them that one, I am no fool to fall for such trickery and two, that whatever is going on between is genuine." You closed your eyes and leaned into his touch smiling at the comfort he gave you.

"Alright. I trust you on this." you said.

"Good." Not as nervous as before he leaned in to give you a sweet passionate kiss. From then on you secretly dated Oswald, hiding your affections from others yet sneak in a few kisses or hold each others hands under the tables or rub each others leg, until you then felt ready to show each others feelings in front of others.