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[enigmaster]

Inter-Dimensional Pen Pals Omakes

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[agoodname]

Why not? [he definitely sounds sulky] It's the barest minimum of what he deserves.

[enigmaster]

Because I don't need the heart attack, Oswald.

[agoodname]

I've taken harder hits than that. [he huffs, resting his chin on Edward's shoulder, since he's low enough right now]

[enigmaster]

That's not the problem.

...I mean, it is a problem, I don't like seeing you hurt, but that's not what I'm worried about.

[agoodname]

So what are you worried about? [:/ he just wants to knife Batman okay]

[enigmaster]

People haven't exactly had a lot of luck going up against him. ...Myself included.

[agoodname]

[...yeah okay that's enough to quiet his indignation; Edward admitting to such a thing. And after a moment, he huffs out a small sigh and tilts his head to lean against Edward's] ....alright, I won't knife Batman.

[enigmaster]

Thank you. ...Not that I don't get it. I'm right there with you, honestly, but it's. You know. Complicated.

[agoodname]

I know. It's...annoying. [back to sounding sulky because he would just really really really like to knife Batman]

[enigmaster]

Try putting him in death traps for years. Annoying is... a major understatement.

[agoodname]

I've wanted to kill him since he broke your arm, Edward, and haven't been able to. Believe me, I understand. [he has such a deep sincere hatred for Batman it's amazing]

[enigmaster]

I... Oh.

[He hadn't really considered that much. He remembers, that first time the Bat had caught him, but he'd been... out of it.]

[agoodname]

He's a brute and should be taken out and shot like one. [his hand fists a little bit in the shirt at the small of Edward's back--there's definitely that some hint of violence in his tone that he used with Robin earlier.]

[enigmaster]

[Edward just... gently puts his arms a little more around Oswald. Not saying anything, just... trying to get Oswald to calm down a little. ...But also appreciating the force of how much Oswald cares about him that he's this angry on Edward's behalf.]

[agoodname]

[That...helps. Edward's arms encase him slightly more--and Oswald realizes just how tense he's gotten. He huffs out a sigh, forcing himself to relax, unclench his fist and smooth down the shirt he's wrinkled. He leans into Edward, tilting his head back down to rest on his shoulder]

...we should have some dinner. [an idle suggestion, loathe as he is to let go of him]

[enigmaster]

Mhm. We should. [Hey guess who's not fucking moving, though.]

[agoodname]

[...oh.

Okay.

Edward's not moving, really, so Oswald isn't about to either, quite frankly. But...it makes him happy. That he isn't. That he's staying. And he presses his smile into Edward's shoulder]

Or not.

[he sounds hardly put out. Quite the opposite, in fact[

[enigmaster]

I'm fine with that option also. [Listen, this is nice and... And it's not often that Edward finds himself in a place where he can enjoy physical contact without his fight or flight response blaring in his mind. It's maybe the most at ease he's ever been while Oswald's touching him. That's new.]

[agoodname]

[It's...nice. It's very nice. Oswald likes physical contact, and the fact that Edward is allowing that much of it is, well...he's not about to look a gift horse in the mouth, so to speak

Even if his ankle is starting to protest a bit. But he'll just...do his best to ignore it, even though it involves a bit of shifting. But that shifting includes leaning into Edward more, so he'll take it.]

[enigmaster]

...Do you need to sit down?

[agoodname]

[the answer is yes, but he doesn't like it. So after a moment, he'll just...be honest about it.]

....I don't want to let go of you.

[enigmaster]

So yes, then.

[He knows you, Oswald.]

...I'm not going anywhere.

[agoodname]

....I know. [he does, technically, but...


...it's still an effort and a long moment to force himself to release Edward, and take a step back.]

[enigmaster]

C'mon.

[You gotta sit, Ozzy, and Edward's gonna get you to the couch.]

[agoodname]

[yeah alright he'll let himself be lead to the couch, dropping down on it--and he can't help the breath he lets out as the pressure's off his ankle. Alright, so maybe it was a good idea, but he's still a little huffy about it because he just...he likes holding Edward. Being held by Edward. And it doesn't happen that often not even considering that, despite the Tunnel, their primary form of communication is via phone.]

...thank you.