Joker & Harley One Shots.

"I still love you."

⚠️️ Warning ⚠️

This scene contains self harm.

Know your limits.

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SLAP!

Joker slapped Harley, hard. She disobeyed him, so she had to be punished.

Taking in a shakey breath, Harley left the room. She walked to the bedroom, and sat on the bed. Tears streamed down her face, she held her cheek lightly. Sighing, she walked into the bathroom.

Harley evaluated the damage. A hand print was already lightly present on her cheek.

She, slowly stripped down and got in the shower. The bathroom filled with steam. The hot water created a burning sensation on her cheek. Her warm tears mixed with the water.

Her quiet sobs filled the bathroom, echoing off the walls.

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Joker didn't take joy in hitting Harley. But she had to learn.

Joker sat at his desk. He had a strange feeling that something was wrong. He walked to their room and heard the shower going. Joker could faintly hear quiet sobs.

He sighed. Laying on the bed, he turned on the tv and watched something random.

He couldn't shake the feeling in his stomach. Something was wrong. He just knew it. But he didn't know if it was him or someone else.

Minutes passed by, and Harley was still showering. He heard a loud sob, about a minute later he heard something fall.

He got up and tried to open the door.

It was locked. "Harley?" He knocked on the door. No answer. "Harley?" He said louder. "Open the door." Nothing.

He kicked the door down, literally.

He ripped open the shower curtain. There he found Harley, unconscious, and bleeding. He picked up her wrist, blood gushed out of the slit. He shut off the shower. Usually, he would've admired her body, but under the circumstances he didn't care. He picked her up and put a towel around her.

He wrapped a wash cloth around her wrist. The blood soaked through it fast. Tears filled his eyes. This was his fault. He sat down on the bed and held her on his lap. "Harley, baby, please wake up. I'm so sorry." He whispered, rocking her softly. "Come on baby girl, wake up. I'll be better. I promise."

As cliché as it is, Harley opened her eyes. Joker's face was in her chest.

(A/N: she's in a towel in case you forgot.)

A sob escaped his lips. "I'm so fucking sorry." He whispered. Harley wrapped her arms around him. "It's okay." She whispered. His head shot up. "I still love you." She cupped his cheek. He smiled and kissed her. "I love you too."

And with that, despite Harley's wrist, they showed how much they loved each other. Over. And over.

A/N:

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