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It had been two years since the incident.
Harv was in front today without Harvey for the first time in a couple of weeks, Harvey had been in control of the underworld keeping things in check controlling every string as much as possible while Harv always dealt with the ugly sides of it.
even though gotham city had shunned them, painting them especially Harv as a monster the ‘fallen angel’ of gotham city. they still did everything in their power to make Gotham safe even by a little bit. Even if it meant breaking laws they used to follow so religiously. stealing money from banks even if it’s to use the money to donate to orphanages, charity and so on secretly, stopping grown adults bribing teenagers into drugs, etc.
but deep down, Harv had always known this was a possibility that would’ve happened not in the way it did but still the same outcome. Harv then dropped the cigarette he was smoking from crushing it under his boots, Harv had to admit though ever since the incident he and Harvey had gotten closer than they ever were since they were kids since the day Harv first fronted.
maybe it was the isolation, the loneliness it brought both being a criminal and vigilante even if the term brought a sour taste on his tongue. Being shunned from society for having a mental illness, it wasn’t as bad as the stuff they went through when they were children the times their father would bring him to a priest paying them to perform exorcism on them to try and ‘get rid’ of their ‘mental illness’.
Harv shook his head before the thoughts could go deeper and start digging unwanted memories, while Harvey does not remember the ugly parts of their childhood to the time they spent in arkham aslyum the reason why it all started. Harv remembers, after all he was formed to protect to the point he felt numb to all the pain and trauma. Harv would rather die than to ever let Harvey take the hit, even if there had been several times the two headmates argued for reasons Harv can’t tell Harvey.
he’s only protecting him, he only wants the best for Harvey even if it meant sometimes he’d have to hurt him. He still remembers when Harvey shunned him out not fronting for a whole month when they first became known as ‘Two face’ to the public eye, how heartbroken Harvey was when Harv told him Bruce does not want anything with him anymore.
Harvey knows it’s a lie, Harv knows it too but prodding would lead to nowhere anyways.
it was to protect Harvey and that’s it, Harv convinced himself.
Harv took another cigarette from his pocket, lighting it up and blowing it as the smoke covered the burnt part of their face. Harv hated it, oh he hated it so much how he wished he had fronted that day and maybe this wouldn’t have happened in this way.
just maybe, what did he expect anyways. They're Filipino and mentally ill, basically a freak who isn’t meant to be in power in a place full of people who would pay to kill him so he couldn’t blow their cover showing the world what kind of monsters all of them are.
Harv looks up to the night sky, admiring its beauty while the busy streets of Gotham city pollute with noises of car honks and people going home after a long day of work and people who work at night going to work. Harv stood hidden behind a dark street corner while his men did the work for him tonight stealing from a local bank, Harv then finished his cigarette throwing it away on the floor if Harvey was co-fronting with him tonight he would had definitely scolded Harv for it always the goody two shoes Harvey.
Harv dug into his pocket reaching for another cigarette when he felt no cigarettes but something else, he pulled out only to find a piece of bubblegum making Harv scoff annoyed.
“You gotta be kidding me.” he muttered under his breath pissed off as he begrudgingly tore the wrapper around the bubblegum taking a bite. of course it was strawberry flavor, his favorite, Harvey probably had planted it in their coat pocket before he decided not to front today letting Harv take the lead.
Harv chewed on the gum annoyed at Harvey, he had just bought a pack of cigarettes two days ago! dumb fuck probably had left a few cigarettes so he couldn’t suspect anything and switching the rest with bubblegum’s.
While Harv was busy grumbling about Harvey in his mind, he noticed a young man under a street light a block away near the place where the drug dealers or just the wrong crowd usually hangs out. he squinted his eyes cursing the burnt part of his face for making his vision slightly impaired, the young man wore a simple outfit a plain shirt and pants he looked nervous. Harv kept an eye on the man, the young man felt out of place in this part of the city and it was glaringly obvious.
It had only been a couple of minutes when an older man approached him, a creepy looking one with that smug grin on his face and eyes that looked at someone like a predator. The ones Harv knew all too well, Harv watched as the two started talking, the older one getting a bit too handsy for Harv’s liking to the younger one. It was when the creep started to drag away the younger one to some shitty dimly lit street Harv started to follow them from a far, his men would wait at his spot anyways if they finished their job early.
The moment the two men entered the alleyway, the older men pinned the younger man on the wall. Before the man could even think or act doing anything, Harv shot him straight in the head, the gun shot echoing through the dark hallway. Not even letting the man explain for himself, he knew those types of people, the types that would go unpunished anyways under the law.
the man dropped dead to the floor, blood slowly coming out of his head. The younger man looked startled and scared even more when his eyes landed on Two face shaking like a deer in headlights.
“please don’t hurt me i—“ the man quickly said, stuttering over his words. his hands up hiding his face in fear.
“Relax, I'm not gonna hurt you.” Harv quickly cut him off, his voice still rough and mean yet he approached the younger man gently trying to not scare him off. The close distance made Harv get a better look at the man and his stomach turned, the younger man was a kid for god sakes probably freshly 18 or 19.
“Jesus kid, what are you doing out here?” Harv said before looking around making sure no one is in sight before looking back at the kid.
“what? i’m not a kid what are you talking about—“ the kid said immediately trying to change the topic.
“cut the bullshit kid, you’re too young to be messing around with men like him.” Harv said, spitting out his bubblegum on the dirty alleyway floor. Harv dug into his other pocket, pulling out his wallet and taking out a couple of hundred bills, shoving it into the kid’s hands as the kid stared at the money and at him bewildered and confused.
“Look, go get yourself a job kid, you know that bakery near the library a couple of blocks away from here? go there and tell the owner that Two face sent you there. now scram and i better not see you in this street ever again.” Harv said, his voice commanding, he pushed the kid away. The kid stumbled looking at him shocked, clutching the money in his hands confused whether to thank the villain or not before Two face glared at him making him speed walk away immediately.
Harv sighs, deciding not to think much about what just happened. If Harvey had been here he’d probably tease him saying how he's got a soft heart for helping the random kid not fall into the same path he did.
he looked at the dead man besides his feet, he was numb to it at this point. Harv swore he felt himself internally cringe thinking that, finding it stupid as it reminds him of the other villains who pride themselves how they’re so evil and powerful killing innocents and such, Harv finds them stupid and that they act like some emo kid in kindergarten.
Harv walked away pulling out his flip phone to text his men that they can go without him and that they can take a bonus too. Harv closed the device putting it back to his pocket as he approached his car, it was a classic Buick Grand National GNX. it was one of the cars Harv collected for fun, though his favorite is his custom ‘two-face’ themed one but he decided not to use it for tonight. He stepped in the driver’s seat starting the engine as he slowly drove, driving to the much quieter and empty streets that lead to the forest.
it was one of his favorite spots, he had always liked nature and he felt calm with it. On the way he bought a mushroom chicharon that Harvey liked. Originally it was Harv’s favorite until Harvey kept eating it every single time and it pissed off Harv enough that he started eating snacks that Harvey hated just so the other won’t eat it especially whenever they pissed off each other.
He parked the car on the street beside the forest, his peace with it was short-lived. Sitting on the bench and letting the wind breeze through him before leaving as fast as he arrived.
On the way back home, he saw a poster of Bruce Wayne. He stopped the car for a moment, pulled up his gun and shot at its face before driving away.
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Harv ‘woke up’ when Harvey was already fronting making breakfast which was unlikely for him.
Harvey already felt Harv co-fronting with him not bothering to greet the other as he turned off the stove and picked up the pan picking up the egg and putting it on top of the rice on his plate with two hotdogs.
“I told you to buy some hotdogs, harv” Harvey grumbled, making Harv groan, annoyed, right he had forgotten.
‘i forgot.’
“What do you mean you forgot? I left a sticky note to remind you!” Harvey said through a mouthful of rice making Harv grimace internally.
‘Swallow before you talk, you're disgusting’ Harv said internally, making Harvey pissed off.
The two started to bicker with each other like they always do, it was weirdly domestic in a way. their own way of ‘domestic’ life as the two continued to bicker while Harv tries to ragebait Harvey again.