Again, a little, and kinda old thing.

He tossed and turned in the bed of the large newly-decorated room. He couldn't sleep.

Bruce always found it hard to sleep, but Christmas…

Christmas was always hard.

He had wanted to spend the night... not alone.

There was no way he could do that though…

He sighed, rubbing his thumb and forefinger against his temple.

"…Harvey…" he said quietly. God, at that moment he would give anything for Harvey.

He swallowed hard, raising himself on the bed.

He had spent one full night with Harvey, last week, they had had to be quiet… saying words of praise and love in hushed tones.

He knew that was as good as it would get, but he wanted it tonight, more than anything.

He'd give up air to feel Harvey's lips on him, to hear Harvey's voice say his name…

He swallowed, a slight heat coming to him as the thoughts filled his mind.

He needed him…

He couldn't…feel.

Harvey was the only person who made him feel.

He felt like an empty shell, and Harvey was the only person who made him not so empty.

When he was around Harvey he felt like smiling.

And Bruce hardly ever smiled.

Enough.

Enough!

He couldn't have this

He couldn't feel like this when there was someone out there who made him feel… better.

He slid from the bed, and quickly pulled on some clothes.

He slipped through the house, on his tip toes as not to wake Alfred, and he sped off into the cold night.

.

Harvey sat at his computer, the damn thing was running slow today, it just wouldn't co-operate.

He groaned slightly, pressing his palms against his eyes, repressing the anger that flourished in him.

"Calm… Calm…" he repeated to himself.

He forced himself to think of Bruce, rather than throwing the monitor against the wall.

He slowed his breathing, imagining Bruce's voice, telling him to calm down, telling him he loved him.

Bruce always knew what to say, what to do, calming him came so naturally to that man.

He didn't think anyone else would ever be able to do it like he did.

He had become a little unnerved a few nights ago, and Bruce had offered to let him stay the night, Harvey had accepted… anyone would think Harvey was just sleeping over, on the air mattress, watching films together and playing games.

They had, but Bruce had laid with him on the air mattress, wrapping an arm around him gently, nuzzling into his neck.

Harvey jumped slightly as he heard his phone ring, he saw Bruce's number flashing on the screen.

"Hi," Harvey said bluntly, the way he usually answered, just in case someone was listening in.

"Hey Harv…" Bruce's voice came, half cooing, making Harvey smile widely.

"Why are you calling so late?" Harvey said, still smiling, all anger instantly gone from him.

"I wanted to know if you wanted to go for a walk in the snow with me."

Harvey leaned back on his chair, "What if someone sees us?"

"…At 2 am… think about it Harv… Who is going to be up at this time that knows us?"

Harvey sighed, pretending to think about his answer, letting out a slight 'Hmm'.

"Harvey, c'mon…" Bruce whined, knowing Harvey had already decided, and was just doing this to be an arse.

"It is a beautiful night, don't you think?" Harvey said, letting a slight growl infect his voice, one which made the hair on the back of Bruce's neck stand on end, and one which, years later, would be Two-face's voice.

"The view from the old bridge is surprisingly gorgeous."

"…In 5 minutes?"

"I'm there and waiting."

.

Bruce's face split into a rare smile as he watched the black, snow tainted, but instantly recognisable silhouette of Harvey Dent.

Bruce outstretched his hand, holding in it a tiny box, "Merry Christmas."

Harvey took the box, smiling, "You were that sure I'd come?"

"You always come when I want you to," Bruce said, that odd and playful smile lighting up his face.

Harvey huffed slightly, taking the box from Bruce's hand, "…Shut up…" he said gently. He looked down at the box, blushing a little, "Uh… I did get you something too, but… it's still at home, it's too big to bring out like this, I was planning to give it to you tomorrow evening."

Bruce nodded, he had another present for Harvey, but this one was special, Bruce wanted him to open it now, he nodded towards the box, "Go on," he said, seeming to ignore Harvey's words.

Harvey huffed again and tore the paper, opening the small box and seeing a small circle on a chain, with the symbols for yin and yang on it.

Harvey frowned gently, making Bruce chuckle, "You're such a… It's a usb storage-device. I know how bad you re at technology, so I though it might help."

"Aw," Harvey mumbled.

"It's a necklace really, the usb thing is just a plus; means people won't ask questions."

Bruce took a deep breath, "…I wanted to get you something that… kinda… showed who you were."

Harvey smiled widely, pulling Bruce into a sudden and tight embrace, "Bruce it's… I…"

Bruce chuckled gently, "I know."

Harvey gave Bruce a firm pat on the back, "Fuck… You are…" Harvey shook his head, "You're such a dumbass."

Bruce shoved Harvey gently, "Yeah? You're a bit of a moron too. You gunna thank me or what?"

Harvey leant in and gave Bruce a soft kiss on the lips, "Thanks. I'll keep it fo-eva I pwomis," he said in a mocking tone, pouting gently as he spoke.

Bruce gave Harvey another soft thud to his side, "Fuck you," he smiled.

He pulled Harvey to his chest, lifting a hand to push the man's slightly-too-long hair from his face, "Thank me properly."

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