Scars of my own Joker x Reader

Valentines Day Special

It's late like I always am XD,
I'm so sorry guys I'm trying to write a few chapters at once Im such a bad author I'm aslo sorry this isn't so good I was trying not to give so much away but give hints and try to make it interesting then made it a little cringy XD I hope you enjoy it, anyway again I'm sorry and I love you guys, also a warning ⚠ it ls sexual stuff so if it makes you feel uncomfortable or you're underage just read the until the no one's pov then skip to the end bit or just wait until my next update XD.

Y/N POV

It's been a hard few months, visiting the places I missed and finding out things I shouldn't have. I needed more than what I was given and I lost things I didn't know I cared for.
Staying in this building with the Joker the goons and Harleen, the bitch, I forget she exsists sometimes. I do miss the small safety of my apartment, the broken things that made the place whole it feels wrong that I have more space and functioning things. This bed gets lonely, it's too big the whole room I have here,is its strange, I still haven't gotten used to it.

It's a strange small room a bed against the wall in the corner, but a tiny boarded up window next to the door that hits the wardrobe as it opens, the bathroom is downstairs a public restroom, the kitchen is small with your typical kitchen appliances and the shower room is out of place, it's new and clean.
While being here I get small, but amazing, moments with Joker, his scars widen a little when he catches my stares, I bite my lip, his eyes trail over me, his eyes meet mine, he licks his lips then he just goes back to doing what he's doing. I get frustrated he's teasing me and he hasn't even touched me yet.
I'm not subtle with wanting his attention, I don't try to be, he just always seems to avoid being alone with me. It's like a show he puts on for others he'll flirt in anyway way he can, compliments he'll call me beautiful, body language he'll lean in so he's closer so I can feel his breath against my skin, his eyes seem to hold such want everytime he looks at me but I can't help but feel like it's to annoy Harleen, she's around less often when she notices it. (so much build up XD)

I hear a slight bang as the door hits the wardrobe and I slowly move my head to see who came in.
I hold back my laughter as I was about to question why the appearance, "Y/n I haven't seen you today, it's valentines I'm not sure if that means much to you", I slowly pull myself into a sitting position my feet on the floor chuckling as I do.

I look at him as he starts to close the door, and turn around I giggled as I asked "Did you miss me?" my grin widens as I hear his slight laugh.

"Y'know," he pauses walking over to me his scars stretch "I've seen your face, your sad face, your happy face, your excited face" he laughs more, stood in front of me, I display my confusion as he moves some of my hair behind my ear "the face you have when you kill someone, I once told you I wanted your sweetness and your bitterness" he slowly trails his finger tips across my jawline to my chin, "I've seen it Y/n, I've witnessed it. I now want you to give me them".

My eyes widen as I'm looking up at him, around my head the thought of 'I'm sorry sir you want me to what now' won't leave my mouth which is left slightly agape as my laughter suddenly stops and I fumble with words escaping "I-haha-er" he seems so serious and I wanted to jokingly ask him 'why so serious' I bit my lip just begging him too make the next move, my confidence melted I wanted to show him everything I was feeling, now he was asking to see apart of it I was stunned and cursing myself.
He tilted his head slightly and cupped my cheek, moving his face closer to mine he whispered "let me show you my sweetness" he gently kisses my lips, moving his other hand lightly to my throat, "and my bitterness" he bit my lip moving his hands down to my hips resting his forehead against mine, "let me share myself with you" at this moment his eyes seemed innocent like he hadn't caused so much pain in the world, in this moment he seemed vulnerable like he didn't just want me, I hoped he needed me too but for this moment I wanted to share myself with him.