I sighed as I slipped my card across the table and into the pile. "Boys I have the most points here, we might as well put this to an end." I said smiling, and putting my hands behind my head. But as I gazed contently over the new losers. I can't help but wonder if they're letting me win.
Ah who cares, at least I win!
"Mistah J!!!" I hear from behind me, snapping me out of my trance. I know that voice all too well and quite frankly, I don't want to hear it.
I grumble as two arms slide around me, pulling me in for a tight hug.
"haaaaaaarley baby?" I asked, gritting my teeth.
"Yes mistah J?" She chirped happily, pulling away.
"Do you know what I said about daddy's play time?" I hissed.
"Um....ta not bother ya?" She replied happily, but unsurely.
"Uh huh, and what are you doing?"
"B-but mr j, I just wanted ta see ya that's all! I haven't seen ya all day!" She whined hastily, trying to spill her words quickly.
I stood up and raised my hand with the most force I could muster and came down, sending a loud smack echoing throughout the large room.
The anger that I get towards her always feels so good coming out in loud smacks, followed by a girlish gasp that I oh-so-love.
After my field of vision isn't blurred with red, I see that she is huddled over, holding the side of her face desperately, as if that would help.
Finally, I soften up.
"Harley baby, why do you make me do this to you?" I said rushing to her side and cupping her good cheek.
"I-I'm so sorry puddin!" She whimpered, fighting her tears.
"when you act like an annoying little brat, daddy punishes you. It's just the way it is!" I cooed, running my fingers through one of her pigtails.
Her lip started trembling, she bit her lip so I couldn't see her. She hated when I saw her at her weakest. But I saw it. I always see it. And something, somewhere tells me to hold her and never let her go. But that's not what I am. It's not what I do. And I sure as hell not gonna let her know I'm weak too.
"Now. Daddy is just finishing up this game. Why don't you run along now." I said turning back to the table and graciously taking a seat.
"Where were we?" I said grinning at the group of boys.
"You won, sir."
I gulped. "Oh right. I won." I said looking down at the table. "I always win..."
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Crazy about you (Harley x joker suicide squad)
FanfictionAll this abuse is making Harley angry, and she won't tolerate it anymore. Joker tries to become what he isn't, nice. Contains adult situations.
