𝐉𝗼𝐤𝐞𝐫 𝐈𝗺𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬

𝐒𝗼𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥 ✦ 𝐆𝐢𝐟𝐬

He was a different person during the day. Kept up appearances as Jack Napier, while being the Joker at night. You'd make up excuses not to go anywhere, but you should've know it would only work for a while before he'd drag you along anyways.

He walked into the bedroom. Looking at the dresses scattered on the floor as you sat on the bed looking down on them. He looked back at your and asked. "Doll why aren't you dressed"

You looked up using your same overused excuse. "None of them look right on my stomach"

He picked up the red dress. Tossing it at you.
"Your pregnant nobody gives a fuck about how fat you are"

You sighed sliding off the bed. Pulling the dress back on, then walking over to his view. He looked at you up and down and said. "You look fucking fine now go finish getting dressed"
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You stood next to there alone. Dead silent as everyone else has their fake laughs. A woman walked over smiling and obnoxiously talking. "Oh my god your her!"

She reached out touching your stomach. Immediately making you even more uncomfortable. You slightly pulled away alarming her.
She stood up straight and introduced herself. "Oh shit sorry, I'm Yanis, I work with Jack"

The man standing next to her scoffed. "Work is an understatement" She rolled her eyes stating. "Right and your soooo loyal"

You looked over at the man asking.
"Understatement?"

Yanis took your hand smiling as she attempted to reassure you "Ricky here was just joking"

You nodded slowly not buying anything she was saying as you pried your hands from her. J walked over after walking away from you to handle "business" Suddenly Yanis spoke again not failing to keep you uncomfortable.

"Why didn't you tell me she was this pretty"

You quickly turned walking out of the room. Walking out of the building.In desperate need for a escape. The cold air of Gotham slapped your face. Making you exhale loudly.

He walked out behind you asking
"What the fuck was that?"

You turned around mumbling. "Nothing" He walked closer saying. "Speak louder nobody knows what your saying why your talking like a fucking baby"

"nothing"
"Nothing? That didn't look like fucking nothing, so what was that shit"

You looked away from his gaze. Finally admitting. "I hate being around people in all their fancy dresses and stupid fucking stories on someone stupid third wife"

He scoffed saying "I knew there was something wrong with you"

You looked up at him asking "Are you mad" He walked to the car saying "Get in the fucking car"

You smiled whispering to yourself  "He's not mad"