A/N - 222-word drabble on Day 4 Prompt - Redemption
Ch. 4 - If You Want The Thing You Love
"Harvey Janus Wayne, your application for parole has been approved, conditional on outpatient therapy sessions, check-ins with your parole officer, and maintaining a clean criminal record."
The paparazzi are a lot. Two-Face growls under his breath even as Bruce does his best to shield him while hustling him into the limo.
He fucking hates the flashes, the stares, the photos of his scars that are no doubt already trending.
But the happy light shining out of his husband's eyes?
That, Two-Face begrudgingly admits to Harvey, he loves.
He loves even more when Bruce kisses him, two calloused, bruised hands cradling one smooth and one wrinkled cheek. Holding both halves. Making him whole.
The light and the dark. Harvey and Two-Face. Bruce and the Bat. The terror who lit up Gotham and the Dark Knight who never gave up on him.
"Hey," Harvey murmurs against his husband's lips. "I won't fuck this up, ok? I love you." Two-Face clears his throat. "We both do, ya know?"
"I know," Bruce reassures him. "I love you, too. All of you."
"Still don't know why," Harvey mutters with a self-deprecating chuckle.
"I'll teach you why," Bruce hums against his jaw. "For the rest of our lives."
Two-Face sighs. That's a long time to go without murder. But going without Bruce, instead?
Worth giving up his coin.
A/N - That's a wrap - but - check out my related fic "Fear Is Fading Fast" for Two-Face's therapy session after he throws away his coin.
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