"Would you die for me? No, too easy.. would you.. would you live for me?"
"Yes.." I responded, my eyes filled with love, maybe even an obsession..
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.He placed his left hand on my lips, not letting me speak a word.
"Do not say this oath thoughtlessly, desire becomes surrender, surrender becomes.. power.."
My mind went blank, all I could was to just look into his eyes, those light, baby blue eyes.. I nodded, agreeing to his terms, not even know what I'm getting into.. I backed away, as I then fell into oblivion and my death, or what he said, my birth. I fell into the burning chemicals as my skin boiled. I wanted to cry and scream out for help, but nothing came out.. Just me, in toxic chemicals, most likely to be left to be dead. How stupid of I.. I began to doubt his love for me, until I felt hands wrap around my upper back and ass before I could touch the bottom.
As I was brought up, I coughed out any toxins that entered my mouth. I was barely able to open my eyes because of the liquids all over my face. Color schemes of black and yellow surrounded him and I, as he leaned down to give me a kiss, raising his head back up laughing loudly.
I knew exactly where I was supposed to be, in his arms.. but sadly, I know that being in his arms means great risk of both Joker and I, along with reputation, life, and definitely sanity. I know my brother will be furious, he may even look away from me, not see me as his brother anymore, but I never felt this type of love before, a love that could both hurt yet help me.. I guess he was right, it is lovely to have company. Expesially the Joker's company..
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Isn't it Lovely (a Joker x male OC fanfiction)
Romance"Oh, Brahmsy-boy, you should smile more often, ok?" "There's nothing to smile about, you know." "Tsk, tsk, that's where your wrong, Brahmsy. You have food, shelter, clothes, and me. Isn't it lovely to have me around instead of that stuck-up brother...