A/N: So yeah this isn't Arrowverse (unless you count the fact that I'm using the Gotham version of these characters in Legend Kids...) but my best friend requested it and this is the only book I have for songfics. So...enjoy!

Honey, why are you calling me so late?
It's kinda hard to talk right now
Honey, why are you crying, is everything okay?

Ed wasn't really expecting to get a call from Oswald Cobblepot in the middle of the night. And he really hadn't been expecting him to be crying. Yes, the all mighty King of Gotham was crying.

"Oswald?" Ed spoke into the receiver. "What's the matter? Why are you calling me?"

I gotta whisper 'cause I can't be too loud
Well, my girl's in the next room

"I miss you, Ed," Oswald sniffed It took several minutes for him to collect himself. Ed simply stood there for those minutes, awkwardly standing in the dark living room. He didn't know how to respond to what the Penguin was telling him.

"It's in the middle of the night, Oswald," Ed told him.

"Why are you whispering?" Oswald asked.

"Like I said, it's in the middle of the night. Isabella is sleeping."

"Oh. Right."

Sometimes I wish she was you
I guess we never really moved on

"Sometimes..." Ed said slowly, "I wish she was you."

"...You're messing with me," Oswald decided.

"No," Ed promised. He laughed lightly. "I guess...we never really moved on, did we?"

"I never knew you cared to begin with. I thought you were in love with her."

"I thought I was too, but ... I'm bored now."

"How do I know you won't get bored of me too?"

"Oswald, please. No one could ever be bored of you."

It's really good to hear your voice saying my name
It sounds so sweet
Coming from the lips of an angel

Oswald practically melted everytime Ed said his name. He didn't care if he had killed people, Edward Nygma was an angel to him. And his name just sounded so sweet, being whispered from Ed's lips.

"I...I'm sorry if this is too bold but...I think I love you, Ed."

Hearing those words - it makes me weak
And I never wanna say goodbye

Ed felt his legs buckle underneath him, when he heard those words. He had been denying it for quite some time, but he had been longing to hear those words from Oswald for as long as he could remember. Hearing them now - it made him weak. But in a good away. He found himself wanting to talk to Oswald forever. He didn't want to hang up. He never wanted to say goodbye.

But, girl, you make it hard to be faithful
With the lips of an angel

"E-Ed..?" Oswald said nervously.

Ed sighed, shifting awkwardly. He wanted to say it back. He really did. Because he was pretty sure he probably loved him back....but he had to be faithful to Isabella....But damn it. Oswald Cobblepot made it so damn hard.

"I'm sorry, Oswald. I have to go." He hung up without responding to Oswald's proclaim.

It's funny that you're calling me tonight
And, yes, I've dreamt of you too

It had been several weeks, since they'd last spoken. And even though the last time they spoke Ed had hung up on him, Oswald found himself calling him again. He was surprised when actually answered.

"It's funny that you called," Ed said tiredly. " I think I just had a dream about you..." Oswald felt himself blush and was glad that Ed couldn't see from the other end of the phone call. That was the exact reason Oswald was calling him, that he had had a dream about Ed.

And does he know you're talking to me?
Will it start a fight?
No, I don't think she has a clue

"Does he know you're talking to me?" Ed asked, referring to Oswald's latest boy toy. He seemed to have another one every week. Ed guessed he was trying to compensate for his not being with him. "Will it start a fight?"

"Since when have we ever cared about that?" Oswald chuckled.

"Fair point," Ed nodded.

"He doesn't know....Does she?"

"No," Ed said simply. "She doesn't have a clue."

Well, my girl's in the next room
Sometimes I wish she was you
I guess we never really moved on

Ed knew Isabella was sleeping in the next room. He knew he should have been faithful. He shouldn't have been feeling these things while he was with her. But he couldn't help it.  He wanted her to be Oswald.

It's really good to hear your voice saying my name
It sounds so sweet
Coming from the lips of an angel

Oswald once more felt the tingling sensation that came with love, as he and Ed continued to chat on. It felt so good, hearing the sweet sound of Ed's voice whispering his name. To hear his name of all names whispered from the lips of an angel.

Hearing those words - it makes me weak
And I never wanna say goodbye
But, girl, you make it hard to be faithful
With the lips of an angel

Oswald Cobblepot. Still causing problems. It was simply impossible for Ed to be faithful, when he spoke with the lips of an angel. And seeing as how neither wanted to say goodbye, he found himself saying, "Want to meet somewhere?"

It's really good to hear your voice saying my name
It sounds so sweet
Coming from the lips of an angel

They met a hotel down town, and Oswald  basically got them in for free because - well he was the King of Gotham.

It didn't take long before the date - or whatever you wanted to call it - was taken to the sheets. The two criminals let all their emotions and pent up tension out in an erotica wrestling match.

They did all the freaky kinky stuff insane people did when they slept together. They both wanted it. They both needed it. It was just beautiful, the way they said each others names as they did it. One wouldn't think something so dirty could be described as beautiful, but it was to them. It was sweet.

Hearing those words - it makes me weak
And I never wanna say goodbye
But, girl, you make it hard to be faithful
With the lips of an angel
(And I never wanna say goodbye)
But, girl, you make it so hard to be faithful

"I love you, Ed," Oswald said, more confidently than he had the first time they'd talked on the phone. Something about laying in bed with the riddle obsessed man...it just felt right.

Ed felt the weak, yet good, feeling he got the first time Oswald had said that. He could only describe it as melting from the inside out. Ed knew he should have been faithful. He shouldn't have come here. He should have stayed with Isabella. But...now that he was here, he didn't want to go. He didn't want to say goodbye, because Oswald Cobblepot made it so damn hard to be faithful.

And that's how he found himself saying, "I know. I love you too, Oswald."

With the lips of an angel
Honey, why are you calling me so late?