~~Haven's POV~~
The strength of his hand grabbing mine was a thousand words spoken. My feet lifted from the floor of the club as I followed J out. The screams from the crowd were no longer heard. It all was replaced from the beat of my racing heart.
The cold winds did not embrace us long as we were met with J Lamborghini. Doors already open for us to jump in—I stopped. J turned to me, his ice storm orbs burning a hole through my soul. Without taking his eyes off me—his ring covered hand motioned for me to jump in. I smiled taking his invitation.
The heat surrounded me, the comfort invited me in. Bright, crisp white and beautiful it was. I just watched the door slowly close behind my action.
J talked to his men for a second and began to walk towards the car. He jumped in and just looked over at me. The only thing that was heard was the purring of his engine. He leaned over letting our faces meet. He was so close I could feel his warm breath on my lips. Taking in his scent, getting lost in the danger in his eyes—my folds only dampened for what was to come next.
His hand met my seatbelt strapping me in. "I wouldn't want something so beautiful to get broken," he spoke calmly as he leaned back in his seat.
He pulled off as I watched everything pass by at full speed. My eyes lit up watching the city lights that brighten the dark city of Gotham. Relaxed on the white Italian leather seats, I look over at J. He eyes stayed trained in the road, One hand firmly gripping the wheel—I couldn't help but to which every detail that involved him.We eventually stopped at an unknown location. He jumped out the car and came around to let me out. I took his hand and followed him to what looked like a ten story brick building with a dem-lit streetlight hanging above it. The vibe was creepy, but I felt the safest with J. He opened the doors to the place and the smell behind those doors made me cover my nose on contact.
"I know—it takes some getting use to," he said motioning me to follow him inside.
We walked up several flights of stairs and the more we walked the hotter it became. The smell only attacked me more as we finally made it to the top. J opened door leading to a small platform. Not very far was stream rising from the platforms ledge. Whatever was below couldn't be good were my only thoughts. He had already sat down on the ledge letting his legs hang free. I walked slowly to where he sat and looked over the ledge. The visual of what I smelled was terrifying. Nine large vats what seem to look like acid, violently boiled beneath his feet. He just sat there unfazed by the deadly sight. His relaxed orbs looked in my direction.
"Come sit my dear," he said patting the metal he sat on.
I slowly sat down letting my legs hang next to his.
ME: Why did you bring me here?
He read my text and kept his eyes on the deadly liquid below. "Thought I'd bring ya somewhere a little private."
I laughed shaking my head in disbelief. ME: And you didn't think your home would be private enough?
"I have security at home. Here I have nothing but myself and my thoughts."
ME: Normal people just park by a river or something. They don't come to a chemical plant for peace.
His twisted laugh bounced off the walls of the plant. "Haven't you figured it out yet?"
ME: Figured out what?
Before I can finish my text he had dove into the chemicals. I crawled back frantically and quickly got up. I ran down those flights of stairs only thinking the worst. Why would he do that? Why would he kill himself?
Out of breath, I made it to the main level. The vats looked about thirty feet deep, but that was just it—it wasn't water. It was acid! Thirty feet of acid he dove in without any care in the world. He just did it!
Fresh tears formed in my already burning eyes. Through my blurred vision, I saw a moving figure coming towards me.
"That was a good swim—rejuvenating," he said with me seeing him in clear view.
My mouth dropped in total shock.
ME: but how?
"Sorry Perfect, but daddy doesn't have his phone. I left it on the ledge. You'll have to open that mouth of yours and let me hear your voice."
"Hhhh-Hhh....." I began to cry.
J walked over to me palming my cheeks with his strong hands. He was even more beautiful then before. His ice storm blue eyes had a glow to them and his damp bright nuclear green hair accented his brighten bleached white skin. It was like he was recharged from diving into the chemicals. It couldn't be, but I know what I saw.
I touched his exposed skin—bare chest to be exact and he was feverish to the touch. His clothes were torn to shreds—melted.
"Hhhh...." I took a deep breath trying my hardest to get something out.~~Joker P.O.V~~
Her hypnotic honey orbs looked for answers. She looked over my body trying to find new scars. She looked for what would made sense. She looked back into my eyes and her lips parted—they parted to do what she desperately wanted to do.
"Hhhh....Hh.....H"—
"Trust me baby," I interrupted her with just a whisper while holding her close.
Minutes of silence went by with her in my arms. She pulled away slightly and looked up at me. Her beautiful eyes was in tears.
"How?"
Her voice.....her voice mirrored her striking beauty. So delicate, so serene—that one word coming from her took me over the edge.~~Haven P.O.V~~
The sound of my voice was foreign to my ears. I took my hand touching my lips in disbelief. He rested his head on mine throwing me into a trance with those deep eyes.
Like a magnet, I locked my arms around him. "How?" I said again.
He snaked his arms around my waist pulling my in close. He closed his eyes for a split second and open them again. "It's a story for another night, sweets."
I moved so close that our lips could touch with one sudden move. The heat between us was overpowering. The only thing I wanted was to taste him.
"You want this?" He whispered. Those ice storm eyes half hooded—he awaited for my response.
I nodded my head yes and he slowly shook his head no. With a single finger he touched my bottom lip. "You have to say it....say it baby," he whispered powerfully.
"I do."
Right behind my words followed with J crashing his crimson red lips into mine. My lips parted for his taste, his slim fingers roamed the small of my back taking me all in. Steam danced around us as we stuck together like glue. We broke away at the same time still looking deeply into each others eyes.
"Let's get outta here," he said grabbing my hand leading me out the place that held so many of his secrets.Hey Loves,
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