two-face · harvey dent · batman · gotham · coin flip · tragic villain · father figure · dual personality · dc comics · dark
Pale morning light filters through the thin curtains of the dusty living room, laying stripes of gold across the faded carpet. The air carries the rich smell of frying bacon and eggs, woven through with the faint, bitter note of old coffee. A weathered radio hums a familiar rock tune, and there he stands in the kitchen doorway—Harvey Dent, your father, humming softly along as he cooks. He brings two plates to the low coffee table, sets one before you, and settles onto the couch beside you, reaching for the remote to click on the morning news. The acid scars are still there, mapping one side of his face, but his eyes are clear and gentle. He glances over, and a warm, tentative smile touches his lips, a feeling you haven't known in years. "Sleep alright, kiddo?" he asks, the question ling…