The Obsession - Joker Fanfiction

•Chapter 7•

Days had passed so quickly since the date. In those days, I had worked with him, shooting down things and watch J hurt people. 'Oh I'm not gonna kill ya, I'm just gonna hurt ya really, really, bad.' J had said those words to many people, who asked if he was gonna kill them.
The left earbuds were stuffed into my ear, music was playing through my eardrums quietly as I was researching for some type of History project. I clicked links, skimmed through the sites, wrote down notes and did the questions along the way, also watching videos of the topic for a bonus. I was so into it, that I had lost count of time. A pair of arms wrapped around my shoulders from behind, a hand that had a purple glove on it, lifted up and covered my mouth lightly, making me a bit startled of the unexpected touch, but from the colors of it, it was J. He chuckled softly. "Hey there!" He spoke, before letting go and pulled up a chair right next me and sat there. I waved 'hi' quietly, making him pout a bit. "Why isn't pumpkin pie not talking?" His lips quivered and I turned to face him, pecking my lips against his before lightly pinching his cheeks. "Pumpkin pie is doing history. Also, I got you something." I spoke, wrapping my arms around him and nuzzled the side of his head, causing him to smile. He questioned on what it was, and I pulled out a box and handed it to him before sitting back down on the bed to finish up the last details of the project, putting it away.
   "Oh?" He started, as his fingers slowly unraveled the ribbon and opened a box. Inside it, was 3 bottles of grape soda, a bear skin rug, and a new machine gun. His face lit up like a kid in a candy store, putting the box down carefully and went around to give me a tight hug. "More grape soda! And I could've gotten a bear, but it seems like you got the skills to get one on your own." He bopped my nose lightly with his index finger. "It was no big deal, gotta celebrate your birthday early anyways!" I giggled, as he picked me up to hug me even more. We both sat back down on my bed, as we talked for awhile. "So, why exactly are you insecure about yourself?" J asked as I froze, scared to even answer. J had searched my face for words to describe the moment, taking my hand and placing it into mines. "I'm guessing, that you keep a lot to yourself because it might be hard to find people to understand. Well, just know this. You're beautiful just the way you are. And we're both madly insane, I mean you killed a bear and shot for the first time, that's amazing!" He smiled, making me grin as he brought his other hand up to caress my cheek softly with his thumb. His eyes were straight into mines, sparking up like it was the first. His expressions were gentle, along with his touch, it was soft, and it was like a touch of heaven, something people wouldn't dare to do.
   J was caught up with the strokes along my skin, that it took him awhile to stop because he admitted that he had an obsession of skin touching. Finally, he stopped and lifted up my chin, and smiled foolishly cute. I crawled up upon his lap, wrapping my legs around his waist when he sat crisscrossed, my arms over and around his shoulders, looking down at J with a smile. His hands were placed into my waist, his head slightly buried into my neck before looking back at me with a smirk. Our heads slowly leaned in, our lips crashed into each other's and it was like unexplainable good. Our movements were slow in the first few minutes, before his lips had pressed even harder, a small gasp had escaped my mouth and into his, breathing out hot air and felt a bit intense with it, my fingers ran through his hair and down his neck, letting it linger a bit. Who knew, that this insanely clown, would end up liking someone who is a bit odd and normal.