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Edward Nygma x Reader x Harvey Dent - Part Two

(Just for fun.)

After you both came home from a long day at work, you hopped into the shower while Edward went into the kitchen to make dinner. Less than half an hour later, he heard a ringtone coming from the living room and looked over his shoulder to see your phone lying on the coffee table, unguarded.

A spark of curiosity appeared in Edward, although he didn't want to disrespect your privacy. He turned his head and stared at the hallway that you had disappeared into earlier, holding his breath to hear whether or not the shower was still running. It was, and hesitantly, Edward walked over to the coffee table. He looked at the caller ID and was extremely displeased to see that it was Harvey Dent. He wasn't surprised though. You both had been going out a lot recently. Sometimes Harvey would come over and Edward would do everything he could to make sure you and Harvey were never together alone.

"Mr. Dent!" Edward had answered your call on impulse, faking a friendly tone. "How are you?"

Edward heard a scoff on the other end of the line. "Nygma.." The barely concealed annoyance in Harvey's voice suggested that he was expecting this. "You know, I don't think (Y/n) would be very pleased if she knew that you were answering her calls now too."

"Well, thank you for your concern, but we're enjoying a nice and quiet evening at home and she didn't want to talk to anyone at the moment." Edward lied. "Oh! (Y/n), do you mind putting another log in the fire?" He talked to you as if you were there.

"Yeah, Nygma, very funny. I know what you're trying to do. I see the way you look at her and I know that you like her, but guess what? I like her too, and she likes me. When will you accept that?" The way Harvey's voice softened made Edward clench his fist and glare at nothing in particular. It was as if Harvey was explaining something to an incompetent child.

"It's rather bold of you to assume that (Y/n)-" Edward was interrupted by the sound of a door creaking open. Quickly, he hung up, leaving your phone where he found it and going back into the kitchen as if he was only cooking the entire time.

"Hey, Ed," you greeted him.

"Hello, (Y/n)!" He smiled.

You picked up your phone. "Did I get any calls? Harvey's supposed to be calling tonight."

Edward would have said no, but your call history would say otherwise. "Yes, he did. I told him that you were unavailable at the moment and he said he would call again later." Another lie.

"Oh.. well, thank you."

"You're absolutely welcome." Edward smirked to himself.

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After dinner, Edward put on your favorite show and set out your favorite snacks to go with it. He knew almost everything about you - the things you loved and the things that made your blood boil. He knew you much better than Harvey Dent did.

Edward sat back on the couch, smiling whenever he saw you looking at your phone, waiting for a call that would never come. This way, maybe you would realize how much disappointment awaited you in your possible future. Being the District Attorney, Harvey would never be able to give you the attention you deserved. Maybe you would realize that you needed someone who valued you and put you first. Someone who loved you not just for your pretty face, but your mind.

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It was a weekend, two in the afternoon when the doorbell rang. Edward stood up to answer it, rolling his hands into fists when he opened the door to see Harvey Dent. "Mr. Dent, please come in," he sighed. But Harvey didn't even wait for Edward to finish, he was already walking into the apartment.

"Mr. Nygma. We need to talk."

"Do we?" Edward walked away into the living room as if he had something better to do. But he was followed by Harvey who was wearing a serious and focused expression that he probably also wore in court. Edward paused, standing still as he crossing his arms, looking quite uncomfortable.

"I'm getting tired of this game and I want it to stop." Harvey began.

Is he going to stop seeing (Y/N)? Edward thought. His forced, polite smile became real for a moment.

"Today, I'm going to make it official and ask her if we could start a serious relationship. If you truly care about her, you'll respect that."

"Of course." Edward seethed. How dare he! But soon the anger was replaced by disappointment and hurt. Was he really losing you so quickly?

"Good." Harvey lightly smiled and slapped Edward on the back.

Just at the right moment, you walked into the apartment, just returning from the grocery store. You set down the bags and looked surprised when you noticed them. "Harvey? What are you doing here?"

"We have a date today." He walked towards you with a dreamy smile. "You didn't get my text?"

Edward casually took a sip from his coffee. He had deleted that text from your phone.

"No, I didn't." You looked confused and embarrassed. "Sorry."

"It's okay. Do you still want to go? I was just thinking we could stop by that one ice cream place and walk around the city."

"Yeah, that sounds fun." You smiled.

Edward walked up to you two. "(Y/N), I want you to know that Harvey and I have worked things out and we're on good terms now."

"Oh, that's great!" You were very aware that he didn't like Harvey. It was obvious. And although you tried to be courteous, Edward's consistent interruptions of your and Harvey's time together and the "discreet" rivalry between the two men became vexing after a while.

"Right, Harvey?" Edward called him by his first name, getting a strange look in return.

"Yes. He respects that we're dating and understands that you are an independent woman who can make her own decisions," Harvey told you, but it was directed more to Edward as a warning. "Anyway... shall we go?" Harvey let out one of his warm smiles and grabbed your hand.

"Yeah, let's go." Edward put his arms around your and Harvey's shoulders, making sure that he was in between you both.

If you and Harvey were going to go out, Edward had to at least tag along. He would make sure that Harvey would never ask you to be his girlfriend and he would make sure that this date was the least romantic one you've ever had.

The three of you headed out the door, confusion written on your face and annoyance written on Harvey's.

Part One