Chaotic Love (Joker x Reader) DISCONTINUED

Chapter 11: Arkham State Asylum

Once they got home [Y/N] sat down on the couch and told the Joker to sit too.

"What's up?" The Joker asked.

"What are you gonna do now? Since the Batman is dead." She asked.

"Just live life. Gotham is mine now."

"Alright, but then what about us?" She said.

The Joker looked into her eyes, "What do you want us to be?"

[Y/N] sat up, "I... do you love me?"

The Joker sighed, "I don't know. I'm sorry, but that's the truth."

[Y/N]'s heart was in her mouth.

"Wow. Um... well, how can I help you to know?" She asked, he could hear the pain in her voice.

"Once again, I don't know. I mean, let's think about this. That... that kiss... it was compulsive, I mean, I just killed the Batman for god's sake. And you looking at me that way just drove me to make that choice." He said remorsefully.

"Ok." She said.

The Joker moved closer to her and took a hold of her hand.

"But that doesn't mean anything, ok?" He sighed and then continued, "Do you love me?"

She looked back at him with tears in her eyes.

"Yeah, I'm pretty sure I fucking do." She said.

The Joker reached out his hand to touch her face.

"You're beautiful, [Y/N]." He said.

He began to move closer to her as his other hand found her waist. She blushed at his affection. He got closer to her.

"[Y/N], do you still wanna know how I got my scars?" He spoke softly into her ear and backed away, still keeping his hands were they were.

"Yes." She replied.

The Joker sighed, "I'll tell you, not now though, it's not the right time."

She nodded in response as the Joker started to rub his hand on her waist.

Why does she love a freak like me? I shouldn't even be touching her.

"Kiss me." She spoke softly.

"[Y/N]..."

"Just kiss me." She said.

The Joker shrugged his shoulders in a joking manner and leaned towards her, grabbing her tightly by the waist. She closed her eyes and savoured each sensation. As he got even closer their lips collided in one smooth motion. [Y/N] wrapped her hands around his back and lay down on the couch.

"Oh, god, [Y/N], what are you doing to me..." The Joker said against her lips.

He started working his way down to her neck, he hungrily kissed her all the way down to her chest. She let out a soft moan at the sensation of him kissing her chest, but he pulled away abruptly.

"I can't do this." He said, "I can't, I can't. I can't do this. [Y/N] you're a beautiful, young woman. Do you really think that engaging in this act with a scarred freak with clown makeup is ok?"

"Come on... if it wasn't I wouldn't let you do that, hm?" She said softly, holding his hand.

"Still. [Y/N], I just... I just can't screw you over like that. I mean, what can you even expect from me? You know how... unpredictable I can be... I never have a plan... And I can lash out on you at any given time." He said, licking his lips and turning back to his normal self.