Bend & Break

Beacon

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It takes a single glance, one pivotal moment for the Clown Prince of Crime to spot you amongst the small crowd of lab-coated quacks.
He loathes how they all gawk and scribble on their clipboards like he's some sort of sideshow attraction. Dreaming of creative ways to murder everybody expect one.
You.
You are the exception, the pretty little attraction that interrupts his violent imaginings. Joker can't help but let his cold eyes widen with curiosity and stare at the beacon in a sea of dullards as he's intrigued to find out just how bright you can outshine them all.
His diabolical mind hatches a scheme so brilliant it will get him close enough to light your switch, telling himself that if he pulls it off, You will be his most magnificent and altogether blinding creation.
The distance between patient and psychiatrist is no obstacle. He can still sense your unease from across the corridor and taste your fear like it is the sweetest honey on his tongue.
Your obvious disconcertion is so deliciously mouth watering it makes him feel euphoric just thinking about it. And the power that you have unknowingly given him,
floods through his toxic veins causing the emerald haired clown to become lightheaded and deeply aroused with possibilities.
Some of them are for your benefit, but mostly their for his.
He has never been one to care about another's emotional well being, unless he's breaking it and he wants more than anything to shatter you into pretty little pieces.

You are the first in an age to bring out this long repressed desire hidden deep within. He sneers unsure if he likes this sudden pull you have on him.Becoming resolute in the idea that he will not allow you to hold this power over him, no matter how strongly you stir his loins.
To prove that he controls the strings the Joker stares unabashedly with his cruelty until you reward him with a sweet pink blush that flushes innocently from the apples of your cheeks to the very tips of your ears.
His metallic grin smirks with malicious triumph when you lose the battle and drop your focus back to clipboard into your trembling polished fingers instead.
He can't say that he's not disheartened you have backed down so easily.
Because if you can't take the weight of his intensity, you're to easy to break and where's the fun in that game!?

He surveys the way your e/c eyes dart anxiously around the hall avoiding his as they move him onto the elevator with a violent shove.
Surprised to find that the sound of his own face connecting angrily with the wall causes you to flinch sympathetically.
Joker doesn't pay any mind to their brash treatment, just chuckles gleefully. Seeking the enjoyment in the way the hairs on the back of their necks stand on end at the sound of his twisted amusement.
Cowards the lot of them!
He flashes a silver smirk and that frigid gaze seeks you again.
He knows you will count yourself lucky the moment it can no longer study your face once those elevator close on his.

"I'll see you again Doc." He mouths silently.

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