#1. i would have completely evaporated that as i was such a psycho years ago and 2. we both were too insecure it would have just fucked up

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Scorpio |11|

Summary:  How will The Joker deal with a woman with a mind as deadly and criminal as his own?

Jared Leto Joker x Reader

Warnings:Swearing & Violence

I wrote this about this series about a year and a half ago. I have slightly updated and edited as I intend to do with all the other parts

1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 | 11 | 12 | 13 | 14 | 15 | 16 Dylan’s POV | COMPLETE

Enjoy :)

You darted through the hallway hoping not to be seen. Once you reached the safety of the bedroom your laptop was flung on the bed as you grabbed a towel from the dresser, only shooting a glance at the pile of new clothes on the bed. 

 The hot water ran over your skin, the heat consuming you in a cloud of steam and comfort. You clambered your anger shoving it into a no fucks given area of your mind. You rationalised your thoughts and figured it was probably for the best you wasn’t in the middle of everything.

Way too much media will be covering the events

With someone as high profile as The Joker, the media will be in a damn frenzy. It’s not a secret J goes for maximum impact, being the narcissistic psycho he is; will want everyone to see. If you was to go you’d be faced with the soul destroying task of filtering through all the images and CCTV and bugging it so no facial recognition could be done. One word, effort!. 

 Anger evaporated amongst all the steam you dried off and went to check out the new clothes. Some blue skinny jeans and a black fitted blouse.

Could have been worse

 They fitted and were much more ‘your thing’ than the previous nights attire. You had a coffee meeting arranged with Dylan for coffee at 11am. Passing Frost on your way out, you could tell he hadn’t shaved yet, the slight darkness visible on his face. His white shirt was un-tucked and the his tie was just hanging undone around his neck. You’d never seen him not ready.

Did he live here too? to be at J’s beck and call?

The sun was out but the leather car seats were still cold being neglected of the morning sun. You got to the hotel which you’d used a few days earlier; they just  do the best coffee. You parked up and walked through the glamorous reception and saw Dylan had managed to get our favourite spot

Result

 It was by the window overlooking a well maintained small colourful flowerbed. He stood up as you approached; something he always did out of respect no matter how many times you’d nagged him not to. You just went straight in for a hug, you’d missed seeing him every day. His embrace as strong as ever yet comforting, the embodiment of a gentle giant; well to you at least. The people on the other side of him would certainly think that likeness is ridiculous. His blonde hair was ruffled and looked lighter in the sunlight, perfectly sun kissed. You both quickly relaxed into the seats with coffee already on the table; he was well trained. His black V-neck shirt was hinting at the large eagle he had tattooed on his chest.

“Tell me everything” he demanded lightly with a smile. 

“You must tell me, how’s the sex?” impatient for all the gossip. 

“Incredible doesn’t cover it”

“I bet its intense right, reckon you could share?” half serious.

“Intense? yes! I think you may be out of luck somehow Dylan, besides you know I don’t share and you not even sure about me seeing him in the first place”

“Any business issues that need my attention?” you added, completely changing topic while sipping the life saving caffeine.

“Not really all arrangements running smoothly”

“Good, I’ll be needing you tomorrow, Joker has a job going down...”

“Wait you’re going with him?” He interrupted; his face was confused with a hint of concern.

“Yes and no, he wants me in and out before anything really goes down” you added air quotes. You couldn’t hide the disappointment from the voice. 

A high squeal came from across the room distracting you. That painful piercing squeal of a child. You both looked and saw an infant having a great time with a toy he had just been given.

“Well whatever you need Y/N, besides it will have to be more interesting than watching footage from the cameras” He smiled maybe coming to around the idea of some action.

You spent a couple of hours catching up on various things; the sun was high and bright in the sky. It wasn’t until 3pm that you decided to head back. 

“Y/N, don’t forget this” handing you a sports holdall 

“Thanks, life saver, it’s pot luck on what clothes J’s given me, it’s started to give me anxiety” I beamed, chuckling. Looking forward to some clothes that are actually yours

“I’ll be in touch”

//

Just as you was about to knock on the door Frost opened the door relief bursting on his face 

“Thank god you’re safe Miss, go see him straight away!” Frost was blurting his words in panic

“Erm sure?” Completely puzzled he took my bag of you and ushered you on.

Opening J’s office door he was frantically pacing back and forth behind his desk on his phone, voice raised; he glared at you 

“Call it off, she’s back” He ended the call, tossing his phone on the table and launching himself at you. Your hand flew to one of his which was now tightly wrapped around your throat almost lifting you off the floor; your feet struggling for stability. Back slamming into the wall 

“WHERE THE FUCK HAVE YOU BEEN!” He snarled in your face, eyes burning through you. You was gasping for air, you couldn’t answer, you reached out and scratched his cheek, he grunted and let go. Your body crumpled to the floor, hands massaging your throbbing throat and catching up on your breathing. Your eyes were watering partly due to tears but you was NOT going to show him that.

 “Fuck!” he yelled as he turned away towards the window and ran his hands through his hair. You could hear him as he breathed through his teeth; he was seething. 

“What the hell!” you demanded, slowly getting to your feet; throat still ablaze. He turned back to you, coming in for a full backhand, you winced, he stopped himself and made a fist; he took a deep breath in.

“Just don’t go anywhere without telling me again princess” He glared into you

 “Understand?” He prompted.

“If you tell me what the fuck is going on then maybe I will! I’m not your property don’t you forget that!” You have never raised you voice to him like that in anger. He’d probably think of killing you. The look in his eyes did not disagree. It definitely crossed his mind there and then. His face softened 

“A threat has been made against you doll” he tried to grab my hand. Tried! you pulled away striking him across the face and stomped to the chair furthest away. 

“Now, What? Who and Why?” completely confounded.

I’m a target?

“One of my boys who’s infiltrated Penguin’s goons heard a mention of abducting “J’s new girl” to interrogate”

“But why me? if they just think I’m your girl, why would ‘your’ girl know anything?”

“Word in Gotham spreads like fire, you’ve shown your way more than just a bit of fun I have around”

“I will add though it doesn’t appear they know anything about you so your identity is safe for the time being” he paused for a few seconds and rammed his fist into the table with a loud thud!

“So just don’t go anywhere without me or Frost understand?”

“I’ll call Dylan and have him here with me, seeing as he IS the only man I trust!” You said that more angrily than you intended.

“Why do you even care anyway?” you questioned as you went to head out the door. He looked at you, thinking

“You are an irreplaceable part of my plan which I will not jeopardise, make whatever arrangements you need” He spoke so coldly and sat as his desk and swivelled his chair to facing the beaming sun; away from you!

The rest of the day you were a simmering ball of anger. You worked furiously in the bedroom, he had various meetings; thank god. As angry as you was at him, you still acknowledged his reaction was because of his need for you. You still wanted him here, his pale skin on you; you would even have settled for a fuck to get some sort of release at this point.

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