Not quite on time, but close enough. Choosing the right wine took a lot of deliberation and Edward didn't like to make wrong choices. He hadn't made a lot in his life, but he wasn't exactly proud of the ones he had made. Hence being a few minutes late in exchange for having found the perfect wine wasn't too much of a sacrifice to make.
Of course he had chosen the wine in accordance to the menu, having talked to Oswald's cook without the man's knowledge, not that he'd hide that fact from him. He just doubted that Oswald would really care to know and there was no reason for him to, Edward's desire to ensure that ever detail in the man's life was perfectly in place was self-motivated, he didn't require praise or even Oswald's awareness of all the immaculate planning that went into it.
He liked doing this for him. What did make him uneasy was that he actually couldn't seem to predict just what Oswald wanted to tell him today. A riddle without answer so far, but he had the suspicion that it had to have something to do with emotions. He was much better with reason and logic, those he would have put together by now.
As it was, he was a little tense and stiffer than he had to be when he walked into the dining room, presenting the wine with a flourish.
At this point in the evening now, Oswald had pretty much confessed his love to Edward's chair about five times. He sincerely hoped the chair appreciated it because he really did put a lot of thought and effort into what he was going to say and it had evolved from simple babbling about true love to something somewhat more tamed yet hopefully capturing the right sentiment. He didn't want to downplay how he felt but he also knew that throwing out something as grand and sudden as this could scare Edward off.
And that was the last thing that he wanted. The complete opposite.
At the sight of Edward, his body stiffened a little and he fumbled to get up, kicking his chair back with his one good leg and leaning heavily on his cane so he could greet his dear friend. "Hello, Edward! Come, come, sit down." He gestured at the chair he'd been unfortunately romancing all evening and grinned at his chief of staff almost excited, a nervous laugh coming out because oh god, this was actually going to happen. He was actually going to have to say it. His heart was literally racing. "I see you got the wine."
"Yes." And Oswald sounded as if he had had some already, with that tilt to his voice and the overflowing excitement. But sometimes it was easy to confuse the man's moods, so Edward chose to err on the side of caution and simply assume that he must be happy, which was what he wanted for him. All as planned then and he sat down with a smile of his own, even if some lingering uncertainty kept it from being quite that bright. He did despise not knowing everything.
He quickly uncorked the wine, getting up again so he could pour for Oswald and then himself. "We should probably let it breathe a little first."
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Today I have met someone who looks exactly like someone I once knew. I believe I might have done something uncharacteristically stupid, if it wasn't for you.
"Sometimes I think you should kill him, he's entirely too touchy with our allies and enemies and he clearly knows what that does to me." Oswald was, of course, referring to Edward. Edward who was, of course, standing right in front of him as Oswald ran him down. Like the class act he was. He loved him, he really did but deep down, Oswald was a petty, irrational and jealous man sometimes who made Edward's life considerably awkward just for smiling at people.
This weeks offence? He put his arm around Harvey Dent during a meeting with the lawyer and, in Oswald's eyes, he flirted pretty hard. Smiling, being polite, giving him his number for future contacts. That dog.
Though as he stood there, complaining and threatening Edward's life for smiling and touching another person, there was Oswald - smiling and touching another person. Specifically Butch. Who was probably deeply regretting coming back to work with them. "You should respect me more."
"Gotcha. I'll get right on that." It was Oswald freaking out for no reason time again. Something like his version of time of the month, only it could hit at any time, triggered by just about anything. No, Edward couldn't bring himself to be too concerned, so he just kept from outright rolling his eyes and let his mind wander instead, while Oswald went through the motions of yet another tantrum.
For one thing, he had to get a better feel of Harvey Dent. There was something to the man, lurking beneath the surface. He wondered what would happen if someone took his coin away.
"Why do you always have to take all of my complains like they're a joke!" Oh yes, he was definitely having his time of the month irrational baby time. It happened. Oswald had a lot going down, he had a lot of stress and instead of managing it in a healthy way, he decided to lash out at those he loved. Or the person he loved. Edward. It was just unfortunate. "We can't trust Harvey Dent! Why are you getting so friendly with him?"
To him, it seemed strange. He didn't think ahead this time, he just thought in present tense. And all he could think was that slick handsome asshole stealing away his Ed.
He even suggested that he and Ed would make a great team. Bastard. "I'm being serious. Respect me or I put a bullet in your head."
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Of course he had chosen the wine in accordance to the menu, having talked to Oswald's cook without the man's knowledge, not that he'd hide that fact from him. He just doubted that Oswald would really care to know and there was no reason for him to, Edward's desire to ensure that ever detail in the man's life was perfectly in place was self-motivated, he didn't require praise or even Oswald's awareness of all the immaculate planning that went into it.
He liked doing this for him. What did make him uneasy was that he actually couldn't seem to predict just what Oswald wanted to tell him today. A riddle without answer so far, but he had the suspicion that it had to have something to do with emotions. He was much better with reason and logic, those he would have put together by now.
As it was, he was a little tense and stiffer than he had to be when he walked into the dining room, presenting the wine with a flourish.
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And that was the last thing that he wanted. The complete opposite.
At the sight of Edward, his body stiffened a little and he fumbled to get up, kicking his chair back with his one good leg and leaning heavily on his cane so he could greet his dear friend. "Hello, Edward! Come, come, sit down." He gestured at the chair he'd been unfortunately romancing all evening and grinned at his chief of staff almost excited, a nervous laugh coming out because oh god, this was actually going to happen. He was actually going to have to say it. His heart was literally racing. "I see you got the wine."
Thank God, he couldn't do this sober.
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He quickly uncorked the wine, getting up again so he could pour for Oswald and then himself. "We should probably let it breathe a little first."
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Your new phone that you won't throw against a wall.
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Oooh, this one has a camera. Fancy.
Thank you!
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Just know that I did it for you.
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What did you do now?
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I simply helped you.
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Very unromantic... I think. I don't know. I think we could make it work somehow, knowing us.
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This weeks offence? He put his arm around Harvey Dent during a meeting with the lawyer and, in Oswald's eyes, he flirted pretty hard. Smiling, being polite, giving him his number for future contacts. That dog.
Though as he stood there, complaining and threatening Edward's life for smiling and touching another person, there was Oswald - smiling and touching another person. Specifically Butch. Who was probably deeply regretting coming back to work with them. "You should respect me more."
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For one thing, he had to get a better feel of Harvey Dent. There was something to the man, lurking beneath the surface. He wondered what would happen if someone took his coin away.
"Yes, respect. Totally. Very important."
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To him, it seemed strange. He didn't think ahead this time, he just thought in present tense. And all he could think was that slick handsome asshole stealing away his Ed.
He even suggested that he and Ed would make a great team. Bastard. "I'm being serious. Respect me or I put a bullet in your head."
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Forgive me?
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