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Jump, Then Fall

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Has anyone else heard Taylor Swift's "Jump then fall" on her version of Fearless? If not, look it up now on youtube or Spotify or whatever, like RIGHT NOW!!!

3x05, Oswald realizes he's in love with Ed after almost losing him to Butch. He immediately confesses his love, not caring about all the reporters and new enemies all around them. When they return home, Ed confesses that he's loved Oswald since he laid eyes on him, and they end up in Oswald's bed ;)

So, obvious smut warning. Also sorry if the dialogue's weird at times, I tried to fit some of the lyrics into it.

"Ed!" Oswald yelled, his mind in shock and his heart frantically pounding out of his chest. All he can think is what if he doesn't wake up? What if he's dead? What if I'm going to be all alone here running this cruel, awful city without him? Oswald didn't realize just how loud his sobs were, didn't realize how much he was trying begging Edward to wake up.

"Ed, please wake up! Move, breath, open your eyes, do something Ed! Please!" Oswald yelled, not realizing the words were loudly leaving his lips.

Suddenly after what feels like an eternity, Ed jerks to life, gasping and coughing. Oswald starts hyperventilating in shock, grabbing Edward's head. He stares open mouthed and wide eyed at his best friend, who just almost died. All because of me...

"I love you." Oswald says quietly, but not quietly enough. Every damn reporter in that place heard him. Ed is in shock, unsure of what to say. I've waited so long to hear him say that...

Ed just smiles fondly, holding Oswald's wrist tight.

Back at the manor, Ed sits on the couch coughing and rubbing his throat, which hurts like a bitch. Oswald walks in carrying a teacup and saucer, which he hands to Ed.

"It's ginger tea with honey, my mother's remedy for a sore throat." Oswald says, sitting down beside Ed and fidgeting nervously. "Why didn't you tell me what you were planning?"

"Your shock when seeing Butch had to be genuine. The people had to believe it. And they did, and once again you're the city's hero." Ed says warmly, and he couldn't sound more proud.

"But you were almost killed." Oswald says quietly, his voice small and still scared.

"And you saved me... again." Ed says warmly, smiling down at Oswald.

"Why didn't you say it back?" Oswald asks. He has to know. He can't ignore this warm, fuzzy, annoying feeling in his chest anymore.

"It just didn't feel like the right place to say something that..
Beautiful." Ed says warmly with a small shrug. Oswald can't help but blush bright pink, even though Ed has said nothing remotely flirtatious or romantic. "I always imagined saying something like that in the comfort and privacy of my home. And I consider this beautiful, amazing place my home now. I mean, why wouldn't I?" Ed shifts closer to Oswald, clearing his throat. "I hope you know, Oswald, I would do anything for you. You can always count on me." Ed says warmly, looking deep into Oswald's beautiful green eyes. "And also I hope you know, I love you." Ed says, barely above a whisper. There's so much disbelief, reverence, and adoration in his usually knowing, intelligent, sure-of-himself voice. He looks at Oswald like he can't believe he's real, putting a hand on his cheek to make sure he is.

"Oh, Ed." Oswald chokes out, his tears returning with a vengeance. Ed chuckles and wipes some of them away. "That's the most romantic thing anyone's ever said to me in my entire life. I don't deserve it."

"Yes, you do. I love the way your hair falls in your face, and love each freckle on your face. I love you so much, you are so gorgeous. You're too beautiful for words, Oswald. You're a bombshell." Ed says warmly, staring at Oswald.