Gotham's Hood: [DC X Male Reader]

[Chapter Two]

I woke up to sunlight pouring into my bedroom and directly into my shut eyes. I was fully awake but only the smell of breakfast foods got me to hop out of bed. Harley was in the kitchen cooking pancakes, sausage, and chopping up various ingredients for omelettes.

"Good mornin' puddin'!" She greeted, handing me my morning cup of coffee. "How'd ya enjoy our night?" Flashbacks of a quick, but passionate lovemaking session flooded my mind as I sipped my coffee. She always made it just how I liked. Goddamn it F/n, this is how people fall in love.
"So what are we doing today hun? I was thinking we could maybe go shopping, see a movie, dinner, dessert, and then maybe after you can rev up ya Harley~" She teased, slipping an orange slice into my mouth, before returning to the cutting board.

"I'd love to bae, but-" The sound of chopping stopped on a dime and Harley turned back to me, knife in hand, "Me and D gotta meet with the OG's, they get real emotional about us skipping these things," I only needed to look at her to know that's not how this was going to go. She had her hair down, highlights shining thanks to the sun, she looked so sexy and scary at once.

"Aye Deion,"

"Hell no gang,"

"You didn't even let me say anything, dick,"

"Cause whenever you say my real name 'stead of D, it usually be some bullshit,"

"... I can't go to the meeting today, me and Harley-"

"Go fuck yourself." He hung up, Harley was staring at me, tapping the tip of the knife on her finger, I gave her a smile and thumbs up like the call went great. All things considered it kind of did, you couldn't imagine how mad those old ass gangsters get when someone skips meeting, so I understand how Deion's feeling because he's going to have to deal with it, but shit happens. I owe him two no questioned ask skips for meetings now though.

••• Shopping, Lunch, Dinner Date Time Skip

"I don't know, I think the story was pretty weak, kinda the worst out of the three honestly," I stated as we walked out of the movies and I motioned for a taxi.

"You're just a hater, I liked it, Dr. Different should've won that fight so easily though," Harley replied, wrapping herself around my arm.

"Exactly. Lazy writing-"

"Where to pal?" The driver interrupted. I waited for Harley to answer, I would've asked for my address but Harley and I still wanted to stay a secret to the city and couldn't afford spending days together like that. Too many prying eyes in this city.

Harley gave her address and we tried to keep our hands off each other the entire way. Eventually we arrived and said our goodbyes but I promised to come to her place if I had the chance later. It was already 11:30 so Deion was just getting out of the meeting but I didn't want to call him, probably even more pissed after he had to deal with the OG's alone.

I thought of different things I could do while the taxi took me home... I had a couple possible Black Mask operation spots I could scope out or maybe -

"Pull over." That's the 13th time I've seen that same model car with that license plate all day. I knew I wasn't tripping, someone was following me.

"Huh? But this ain't where you wanted to go?"

"It's alright, keep the change," I threw a bill out to pay for the ride and hopped out, moving to blend into the crowd of clubgoers and passerby's. I watched the grey sedan stay on the taxi as I kept moving. I was definitely being tracked, question now was for long and was Harley in danger? I sent her a quick message before going into a full-on sprint through alleyways and neighborhoods back to my place. I had a better chance of losing them on foot than I did in the slow moving roads of Gotham, even this late at night.