𝕾𝖚𝖕𝖊𝖗𝖇𝖆𝖙 𝕺𝖓𝖊-𝕾𝖍𝖔𝖙𝖘 [√]

Doctor Bruce (Batjokes)...(Part One)

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Joker was sick. His eyes were red, his nose was running, he was coughing and sneezing and his body was tired. But he needed to do something because he was bored. He stumbled over to the edge of the roof. The old abandoned house across the street had bombs planted all over it.

Joker pulled the detonator out of his pocket and pushed the button. The building exploded, and the Joker let out a menacing laugh, which was interrupted by a cough.

"Joker," Came a familiar voice from beside him. Joker spun around, trying to force his usual smile.

"Basty, *cough* how are *cough* you?" Joker asked, swaying slightly.

Bruce examined the Joker. Noticing his features and immediately figured out he was sick. He sighed.

"Joker, um are you...alright?" He asked hesitantly.

"Oh, Batsy. *cough* I knew you *cough* care," Joker replied but without the usual crazy tone.

"Go home, I won't fight you while you're sick," Batman said, turning away. He was getting ready to jump to the other building when he heard something fall behind him.

Turning he saw Joker sitting on the ground with his eyes closed, he slowly walked over to the man and kneeled beside him. Joker was breathing heavily and sweating so hard that his makeup was running off.

"Batsy, what are you doing here?" He asked, opening his eyes.

Batman sighed and placed his hand on the villain's forehead. The villain was burning up. Batman thought the situation over, weighing his options. He picked up the man, walked to the edge of the building, and jumped. He landed in the alley below and called the batcar to get him and the Joker.

Back at the manor, Bruce brought a now-sleeping Joker to his room and placed him on the bed. He left the room and came back a few minutes later, changed out of his suit, and held a few things in his arms.

He placed them on the bedside table and pulled the armchair in the room next to the bed. He sat down and picked up a bottle of makeup remover. He put some on a ball of cotton and carefully cleaned the makeup of the Joker's face.

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Bruce finished and started. The man lying in his bed was absolutely beautiful. Bruce stared for a few more seconds before he Picked up a rag from the table and entered the bathroom. He came back and placed the now damp cloth on the Joker's forehead.

Bruce looked at the man's suit and at his closet wondering if the villain would be mad if he changed his clothes. He thought it was for the best if he did and went into his closet and exited a few seconds later with a white t-shirt.

He placed it on the chair. He slowly began to undress Joker, trying to contain his blush. He took off the Joker's suit and left him in only his underwear before putting the shirt on him and placing him under the covers of the bed. Bruce opened a window to make sure the room didn't get too hot during the night and sat in the chair by the bed, planning to keep a watchful eye on his sick guest throughout the night.

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Word count: 527

Re-published: May 4, 2024, 1 am

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