His Little Miss Perfect (The Joker/Jared Leto Fanfic)

Dreams

~~Haven's P.O.V~~

I sat on the terrace enjoying the crisp autumn breeze that morning had provided. So much had happened within the six months of me being free from Arkham. I smiled watching a autumn leaf fall right into my lap.
I sipped on my coffee looking at the agenda, Nicole sent to me.
"Happy Monday to me," I said to myself scrolling down the long list walking back into my room.
I notified, Nicole, to have a car ready for my day. Before leaving, I quickly walked down the east corridor to J's room. I knocked softly awaiting his response. I slowly opened the door to realize he wasn't there. He always seem to leave way before I even awoke, but that was no surprise. His bed was made, everything in order as if he never slept there—but his scent lingered throughout the room as if he was present. I quietly shut the door feeling a ping of sadness enter my heart.
"You're ready?" Nicole asked scaring me in the process.
I put my hand over my heart taking a sigh of relief. "You don't have to sneak up on me like that."
"We have to get going. Today's your big day! You excited?" She asked as we walked down the stairs and out the door.
"Very much so. I just wish J could've been there," I said stepping into the company truck.
She stepped inside the truck sitting her coffee in the middle cup holder. "Well, you have a busy man. The boss is about his bag. You ain't dealing wit a regular nine to five man. He's pulling that heavy weight." She looked herself over in the mirror before pulling off. "Girl, be grateful you have a man that put you on. You just don't have his money to spend. You have your own business honey. Just enjoy your new life. Every bitch in Gotham is patiently waiting to get off the waitlist to have something wit J. You better do everything in your power to keep that list closed."

I sat back taking in everything she had said. Taking little sips of coffee here and there, my phone began to ring.

"Good Morning, J," I said smiling widely.

"How is my doll this morning?" J asked smoothly.

"I'm excited," I giggled, twirling a strand of my hair.

He laughed lowly at my response. "I hope it's everything you dreamt of, doll." With that, he hang up.

I put my phone in my lap smiling.

"So you gave him some yet?" Nicole randomly asked stopping at a stoplight.

I almost choked on my coffee. "Excuse me?"

She gave me a smirk. "Did you give him the kitty or not?"

I rolled my eyes. "You can go now," I said seeing the stoplight had changed green.

She shook her head in disbelief pulling off. "I take it that you haven't. What you waiting on?"

"There's no particular time. It's just when the time is right," I said nervously.

She laughed out in response. "J, ain't gone wait forever. Just keep that shit up."

I didn't respond not her foolishness. I knew exactly what I was doing, slowly cracking his code. I didn't have the time to let his dick cloud my judgment.

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The ribbon cutting of my Beauty Salon was amazing. We walked inside the two story building and my emotions were high. Everything hot pink and black, every detail I asked for, I got. The girls and I popped a bottle of the best and toasted to Allure Beauty Bar.
I walked around just in awe that the place was mine. I walked up to the second level to my office. Using my keycard, I opened the door shutting it behind me. Turning on the light, my heart almost jumped out my chest seeing J sitting on my desk.

"J!!!" I ran to him hugging him tight. "I thought you were too busy to be here."

We broke away sightly—his eyes showing genuine affection. "I wouldn't have missed this moment for anything, Perfect. So, did I make your dream a reality?"

I answered his question diving into a deep kiss. Locking his soft nuclear green hair in my fingers—I threw my legs around his waist. He grabbed the nape of my neck tasting more of me. Breaking away sightly—those piercing orbs cut right through my soul reading every thought. He stepped back still watching me.
"You're not ready?" He said lowly.

I looked away in embarrassment.

"Look at me!" He said lowly with danger.

I obediently followed his command with tears in my eyes.

He took the tips of his fingers wiping each teardrop, kissing my forehead in the process.
"You're not ready, Doll."

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