Joker and Arthur Imagines

Emotional support clown

You learn that you're going to be fired by the end of the week, so you hire a clown as an emotional support, Arthur.

You sighed, touching your forehead, it was barely Monday morning, and shit was already starting to happen. You had just received an email from your boss telling you that he needs to talk to you about your future in the company on Friday. It was either a promotion or you were getting fired. And honestly, you were pretty sure it was the second option. You didn't really like your job but you needed it anyway and it wasn't easy to find another job in Gotham. For the rest of the day, your mind was elsewhere, thinking of what to do, where to go if you can't pay the rent anymore? Even when you got out of work and walked home your mind couldn't stop ' Fuck I can't do this ' you think anxious , as you imagine sitting in front of him, announcing that you were fired for whatever reason, the shame of walking out and gathering your stuff in front of everyone.

You continued to walk until music made you come out of your dark thoughts; as you found the source of this music, a man playing the piano in the streets, you noticed a clown, his green wig topped by a little hat, his big red nose and shoes. He was dancing on the music, spinning a sign about some shop going out of business. You were impressed at how dynamic he was, trying to make people smile and even laugh. You hadn't realized you had stopped walking to watch him, until someone bumped your shoulder. Well, fuck it, you were going to be fired anyway, so you decided to stay longer and watch; he made you smile, you wished he'd be there on Friday, wait...maybe you could do it after all!

You waited until he finished his gig. Arthur had seen you watching him, he wondered why you stayed so long, not that he complained, it was nice to see someone appreciating his work. Should he talk to you? Maybe he should thank you for staying. But before he can decide, you come to him, wearing a kind smile.

"Hi! Sorry to bother you" you chuckle feeling a bit awkward "huh, I really liked your act, you're pretty good..." the clown smiled shyly at you "oh thank you...that's very nice of you!" he answered pleasantly surprised, he had a really soft voice; he looked like a nice guy.

"Oh! I'm Y/N by the way!!" you say introducing yourself, extending your hand to him. He slowly takes it, lightly squeezing it.

"Carnival, well my real name's Arthur, nice to meet you Y/N!" he answers eagerly, your lips curved upward even more.

"Nice to meet you Arthur! I was wondering if...ok it might sound a bit weird but I'd like to hire you for something, if it's possible of course!" you stuttered, fearing to be ridiculous. There's a small silence of a few seconds from him, you look at him expectantly.

"Yeah sure! But you have to ask Hoyt, my boss first, he's... he's taking care of the clients for us. If you want , I can take you to him? Maybe he's still at his office" he offers kindly, you vigorously nod.

"That'd be great thanks!" The two of you walk side by side, in complete silence, it's not that awkward, it's just you don't really know what to say and you don't want to bother him more than you already do. You arrive at the agency; as you climb the stairs you can feel him behind you; in front of you there's a locker room, there's a couple of men, they all raise their head to look at you.

"Wow look at that! Arthur's bringing a girl!" One of the men says mockingly. You suddenly feel like wanting to become invisible .

"So... my boss office is in this corridor, last door on the right." Indicates Arthur, giving you another smile. You nodded "Thanks Arthur"

As you walk towards the office you hear him softly reprimanding the men "guys...it's a client", it actually relieves you to see that he wasn't like them. You finally find the office and knock.