The Joker ~ Imagines

Imagine #3 You got the scars now.

Imagine the joker giving himself the scars.

After I got home from work, I started to make dinner for J and I.

J wasn't home yet so I figured I would surprise him by making a romantic dinner for the both of us.

I heard the door open and slam shut.

J walks into the kitchen and completely ignores me as he puts his stuff down.

"How was work j?" I ask but I get no answer.

J stays quiet as he pulls up a chair and sits down.

"I'm assuming that today wasn't a good day for you" I say and I start to make spaghetti.

After it being silent for the last 5 minutes I decided to break the silence.

"Can you at least say something, you haven't said anything to me since you got home" I say and he just stares blankly at me. "What's wrong j?" I ask as I walk up to him and place my hand on his shoulder.

J pulls my hand away and stands up from the chair, giving me a stare that scares me.

His grip on my hand tightens and I wince in pain "j, let me go, that hurts" I say and he doesn't budge.

"Why do you always need to know about my work" j says in a cold hearted voice. "I just wanted to know, I wanted to see if you were in a good mood. Can you let go of me now" I say and his hand loosens on me and I pull my hand back and go back to cooking.

"This is how today went, I got to work and had a meeting with all of my men. One of them decides to be a complete dumb ass and doesn't listen to my orders, gets shot. Couldn't save him. We got back to the warehouse and one of my men tries to kill me. Complained that I didn't do enough, says that I don't take them working for me seriously" he says and he grabs a knife that was on the counter.

"J what are you doing?" I ask as I turn to face him and he holds the knife up to my face.

"It's all a joke, they don't think I can be serious" j says and he laughs "why so serious?" He questions.

"J please put the knife down" I say and the laughs again and brings the knife to his mouth. "Why so serious?" He says again "why so fucking serious!?" He yells and I try to pull the knife away from him.

J pushes me away and he puts the knife in his mouth "why so serious?" He says again and he pulls the knife against the skin of the corner of his mouth and pulls the knife up, causing it to cut the skin leaving a smile carved into his face.

"Oh my god, j! Why would you do this." I cry as he falls to the ground.

As he stares at me he starts to laugh and doesn't stop.

I thought this would have been a good idea if this joker could some how get the scars in some way so I hope you guys enjoy this imagine.