Joker and Harley oneshots and headcanons.

Phone call

set in suicide squad:)

Wordcount:562

Harley lent against the wall of a small alleyway whilst the rest of the squad slept.

She couldn't sleep, she wanted her Puddin. she wanted her Daddy. she wanted to hear his voice again, to lay on his chest again, to trace his many tattoos with her fingertips again.

She just wanted him, that's all she ever wanted. "I miss you, Puddin," she whispered before she heard her phone quietly buzz.

Incoming call from 'Puddin<3'

Harley immediately clicked accept before placing the phone to her ear, letting out a sigh of relief when she finally heard his voice again.

"You holding up alright, Baby," Joker asked gently. "I want your cuddles," Harley replied playfully, but Joker could hear the broken tone behind it, "Listen, Daddy's gonna get you out of there very very soon, you just need to trust him, okay." Harley nodded. "okay."

"Guess what, Baby girl," J spoke, trying to get onto a lighter topic to cheer her up. "hmm."

"For when we get home, I have your favourite pyjamas washed, andddd, we can cuddle for as long as we want." Harley immediately smiled when she heard 'cuddle for as long we want.' 

 "Have you been hurt, kitten?" J asked, always concerned if she has been hurt. "A lil bit."  Joker growled, whenever she said 'a lil bit' it always means she's hurt pretty badly, it's never actually a little bit. "I swear, I'm fine. I'll send ya a pic if you want," Harley defended. 

Joker thought for a moment, on one hand, he wanted to know how bad his baby was injured so he knew he had the right treatment at home, but on the other hand, he hated seeing his baby hurt. "Please, Darling," he sighed, realising that if she was severely hurt he'd want to know about it. "Okay." Harley hung up, took a quick photo of her body, then sent it to him.

Joker's eyes darkened when he saw the photo, she had bruises all on her beautiful face along with a cut on her forehead, her legs were covered with deep scratches and scrapes, her upper chest was also littered with purple, her special 'Daddy's Lil Monster' shirt that he had made for her was torn from what looked like failed slashes with a knife. 

His poor baby was completely beaten up. 

after somewhat regaining his calm, he called her back. 

"Baby...." all that he wanted to do was take care of her, treat her wounds and cuddle her until she was all better. "I'm fine, I promise."

"Are you in pain? because if you are I'll go and grab you right now and get you some pain medication."

Harley giggled quietly. "Not really, Puddin. only where they put the bomb thing hurts a bit," She answered while still giggling, knowing that if he was there when the bomb got put in her neck he would have gone mental seeing how they quite literally jammed it into her neck.

 "Okay, just let me know if you need any pain meds when we're home." 

Harley could vaguely hear Frost saying something to J before he sighed. "I need to go, princess. get some sleep, okay." "...Okay," Harley replied sadly. "I know, baby, I know. Daddy doesn't want to leave you alone either, but the quicker I get going the quicker I can get you."

"bye, Puddin." "goodbye, baby girl."

I have a feeling some people thought this was gonna be a dirty oneshot:)

-Lilmisspuddinpop