𝕾𝖚𝖕𝖊𝖗𝖇𝖆𝖙 𝕺𝖓𝖊-𝕾𝖍𝖔𝖙𝖘 [√]

Doctor Bruce (Batjokes)...(Part Two)

Joker woke up in the morning disoriented and confused. He was in an unfamiliar room. It was a big room, a wealthy person's room. Joker tried to sit up but fell back down as a wave of dizziness washed over him.

He moaned at the headache he had. He groaned and wrapped the sheets around his body curling into a ball. The door opened and footsteps came into the room, Joker didn't move though.

There was the sound of something being placed on a hard surface. The bed sunk beside him, with the weight of whoever came into the room.

"I know you're not sleeping," Came a male voice. Joker slowly lifted his head looking over his shoulder. His eyes were hurled with tears because of the pain of the headache and Joker sniffed.

"I should be worried about who you are, but I'm too sick to care," Joker moaned out, curling further into himself.

He heard a deep chuckle and turned over to face whoever it was. He looked up into the face of Bruce Wayne sitting in a chair by the bed. Bruce smiled and picked up a bowl off the bedside table.

"Come on, Joker, you need to eat, you've got to eat. I had Alfred make you some soup," Bruce said, using one hand to help Joker sit up. He handed Joker the bowl of warm soup.

"What am I doing here?" Joker asked when he finished eating.

Bruce looked unsure for a moment before, taking the bowl from Joker's hands and placing it back on the bedside table. "I took you here last night after you blew up the building, you collapsed and I couldn't just leave you there," Bruce said.

Joker examined him before his eyes widened. "You're Batman," Joker gasped.

Bruce was about to reply when something cut him off. It sounded like a sneezing kitten. Bruce looked startled for a minute before looking at Joker who was blushing. It was Joker's sneeze.

Bruce laughed, and Joker turned even redder. "That was The cutest thing I've ever heard," Bruce said, shaking his head and standing with the bowl in his head, and heading out the door. Joker cast one last look at the door before turning away from the door and falling asleep.

Bruce entered the room about an hour after lunchtime with a sandwich and sat beside Joker, he gently laid a hand on the other man's shoulder and shook him awake. Joker moaned and shifted away making Bruce smile.

"Come on, Joker, you need to eat," Bruce said, shaking him again. This time he got a stomach grumble instead of a moan.

Joker rolled over and looked up at him with a pained look on his face. "Batsy, my head hurts," He whined.

Bruce frowned, he placed the sandwich on the bed and helped Joker into a sitting position. He placed the food on the clown's lap and left the room, coming back almost immediately with a glass of water and a bottle of pills in his hand. He waited for the other man to finish eating before handing them to him and taking the plate.

Joker swallowed the pill and closed his eyes, taking a deep breath. Bruce took the moment to examine the man in his bed. His eyes were still a little red around the edges and his nose was still runny, and Bruce just had one word to describe him, beautiful.

"Get some more sleep I'll wake you up for dinner," Bruce said heading towards the door.

"Brucie wait," Joker called.

Bruce stopped and looked back at him. The clown motioned for him to go closer to the bed and Bruce complied. "Lay with me?" Joker asked, not looking at him.

"Joker..."He began but was cut off.

"My name is Jack," The man said, and Bruce looked down at him shocked.

"Well, Jack, I have work to do," Bruce told him. Joker looked at him, his eyes suddenly got big and sad and teary and Bruce started to feel guilty for saying no.

"Fine," he sighed.

"Move over," Bruce lifted up the sheets and climbed into the bed. Joker shuffled until he was right against Bruce and wrapped his hand around his waist.

"Good night. Brucie," He mumbled before closing his eyes. Bruce looked down at the green-haired man and smiled slightly. He turned on his side so he was facing him and buried his face in his hair relaxing and drifting off.

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Re-published: May 4, 2024, 1:15 am

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