The Joker x Male Reader Oneshots

Love-Hate-Sex-Pain

In this life I'm me
Just sitting here alone
By the way I tried to say I'd be there
For you
Walk the silent emptiness
That leads me by my hands
And throw away
What I don't understand as a man

You're Joker's.... Sidekick? Lover? You don't really know how to put it..... But your relationship with him was complicated...

You love him. He did romantic things for you.

"Honey, I'm home," he calls out.

You look over at the door and put your book down.

"Welcome home, dear."

You smile at him.

"I got you something while I was out."

He hands you a bag.

Inside were a few new books and a new hatchet.

You stand up and hug him.

"Thank you!"

You kiss his cheek.

Just then, a beeping rings throughout the house.

"Dinner's ready."

You smile heading for the kitchen.

Love-hate-sex-pain
It's complicating me sometimes
This love-hate-sex-pain
Is underestimating life

Joker does things that piss you off. Like make dinner plans with you then blow them off to mess with Batman. He did that a lot.

Like not doing any housework. You have to do it all. You hate him. He takes you for granted.

You don't put up with his shit, which ends in a yelling match. You sleep on the sofa that night.

And I wonder as I tear away my skin
It's taken me so long to stitch
These wounds from where I've been
And mother please don't bury me
I'm waiting for my life
It's hard to say I will be complete
Before I die

To apologize, he bought you a box of chocolate. He probably stole it, but it makes you smile. You kiss him softly and  your fingers run softly over his scar.

You make his favorite for dinner as an apology. You were the one who started the fight after all.

That night you had probably the best makeup sex you've ever had.

Love-hate-sex-pain
It's complicating me sometimes
This love-hate-sex-pain
Is underestimating life

But sometimes you wonder why you're with him.

He was angry. Batman got away again. You didn't help. It got violent. Of course, you fought back. You weren't going to sit there and let him beat you.

Both of you ended up covered in bruises, a few cuts, and you had a busted lip.

After the fight, you stand up and make dinner. You make him a plate without saying a word to him. You don't say a word to him for the rest of the night.

Don't you worry please
Don't leave me
Because I slowly slip away
Though love hate sex and pain
I fall away into
Love hate sex and pain

The next day you apologize, as does he, though it's barely an apology on his part. You still appreciate the thought.

Your relationship with The Joker may be complicated but you love him and you wouldn't have it any other way.

Love-hate-sex-pain
It's complicating me sometimes
This love-hate-sex-pain
Is underestimating life