suicide squad imagines

harley quinn | 002

imagine: harley hurting/scaring a guy who flirted with you, her girlfriend.

you walked next to your girlfriend, harley, you were out shopping though you both had to wear hoodies to hide your identity as you were both wanted of course. you walked into the first store that you both thought looked nice and started looking around. whilst harley went to look at the skirts and shorts, you were more interested in the jeans and leggings. you were looking through some red and black patterned leggings, they reminded of your girlfriend so there wasn't a chance you were leaving without a pair. as you tried to find you correct size you heard a cough behind you making you turn around.

you soon realised the person was a man with dirty blonde hair, tanned skin and a toned body. you couldn't deny he was attractive, you weren't bothered by it though.. you only had eyes for one person and that was harley! after you managed to convince her that the joker was no good for her, that he was only using, she moved in with you and that helped form a healthy relationship.. one without screaming and hitting. though you were still a villain, you only hurt the people you didn't care for.. which was basically everyone apart from harley.

"can i help you?" you asked the man, uninterested.

"maybe, you darling.. seem like my kind of woman. sexy and dangerous" he winked, as you tried to hold back a snigger.

"well darling, sorry to burst your bubble but i am not sexy nor am i dangerous" you informed him whilst folding your arms.

"dangerous.. i'm not sure about but sexy, you definitely are" he flirted, moving closer to you as you stepped back.

"and stupid you definitely are" you heard a familiar voice snap.

you turned around to see a red faced harley who gave the unknown man a harsh glare. she then proceeded to strut towards you, grabbing you by the waist and pulling you into her.

"is this girl code or something? your friend can't get with a cute guy if your not getting any?" the guy asked

"i'm not her friend you imbecile" harley spat, pulling down her hoodie revealing her identity, "i'm her girlfriend"

the guy froze in his spot, the colour drained from his face as his body trembled as he realised who he had just messed with.

"s-shit are you harley & y/n?" he stuttered, backing away from the both of you.

"the one and only. now you're going to listen to me and walk away right now. if you ever and i mean ever, talk to my dear y/n again.. i will gouge your eyes out whilst she helps.. understand pretty boy?" harley asked, a crazy smile making its way onto her face.

the man nodded rapidly, making it clear he was scared, but who wouldn't be? with one of the worlds most craziest person, angry at you and right in front of you, anything could happen. harley seemed to like the mans answer as she patted his shoulder, a more sane smile on her face now.

"looks like we're on the same page bud, but you know i can't let you off this easy right?" she told him, pulling out a knife you didn't even know she had.

the man gasped, shaking his head as he covered his mouth with his hand. "no please don't! i won't even think about y/n ever again i promise you" he pleaded, a terrified look on his face.

"stop being so dramatic, i'm not gonna hurt ya too much, just a little scratch" she whispered, pressing the knife next to the mans bare arm before sliding it down slowly, creating a cut.

the man cried out in pain as he watched the blood pour down his arm. the sight of blood made you and harley giggle, you hadn't seen it in a while, you had began to miss it.

"now, leave before my knife accidently ends up somewhere more dangerous" harley said to the man, who didn't hesitate to run away.

"i love it when you're jealous, it brings out your crazy side" you told her as she covered her face again.

"only for you puddin"