TW: VERY BRIEF MENTIONS OF SEX/NUDITY!!
Joker wrapped his arms around you, locking you into a tight embrace. You returned the gesture, and, to some extent, appreciated it. But, the decision that loomed over you almost numbed your senses. You didn't feel his embrace like you usually would; he seemed further away, and like he was only grazing you instead of holding you tight.
"Harley Quinn," you laughed dryly. "Harley Quinn wants to join our team."
"Shh. Just take a moment before you say anything else. I know this is overwhelming."
"J, stop. I don't need a fucking moment. I need to have a fucking answer."
"Don't talk to me like that." He pulled apart from the hug, still keeping a firm hold on both of your arms. "I'm trying to help you."
"And you're doing a great job at it."
Your sarcasm was not lost on him. His eyes flashed with anger as he set his jaw in indignation, letting you go. "Could ya stop being an insolent little bitch for one second?"
You flinched at his wording, thoroughly wounded. You knew you had been overreacting to this decision. But, it felt so significant to you. It felt like your fate was solely in your own hands, and all you could do was take a gamble; after all, what if Harley had some ulterior motive, and she didn't help at all? What if you died in response to that? On the flip side, though, what if she was telling the truth? And what if denying her help was what got you killed? It was also worth mentioning that her constant presence would stress you out, knowing that she had loved your boyfriend at one point. This just boggled your mind more, making every course of action sound unappealing.
Regardless of your unnecessary reaction, though, you did not want Joker to stoop to this level. You did not want him to disrespect you, even if you were being the most insolent girl in the world. "The fuck did you just say?" Your thoughts being occupied by Harley was clearly making you more brazen than usual, since you didn't feel an ounce of fear when standing up to Joker. You knew he wouldn't physically hurt you, and right now, you were so angry with him, and confused about Harley, that no words could hurt you.
He opened his mouth, seemingly to repeat himself. But, he shut it, shaking his head to himself. "No." He grabbed your arms again. "We're not doing this."
You attempted to shrug him off. "Doing what?"
"We're not letting her win. We're not letting her get between us. What is she to us, (Y/N)?"
When you didn't answer, he continued. "She is a worm. A rat. We will not give her the authority to break us apart, yes? Us fighting means that she wins."
With a sigh, you nodded slowly. "Okay. You're right. Just don't talk to me like that again. I'm not Harley. I'm not gonna just stand there and take it."
"Fine."
You could feel your expression morph into one of surprise. You had expected him to retort. Maybe even call you a bitch again just to piss you off. But, instead, he had conceded. Not happily, and not with an apology, but he still conceded. That was unheard of for the Joker. If Harley had stood up for herself like that, you figured that she would've been tossed out of the mansion. But, you got away scot-free, as you always seemed to with him.
"Now, what are we gonna do?" you asked.
He heaved a heavy sigh, running a hand through his hair. "I don't know."
"What is your intuition telling you to do?"
He answered without hesitation. "Kick her out."
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