Joker Love Story

55.

The rest of the night was quite, very few words being exchanged. I hummed slightly as I drew in my sketch pad as Joker sat beside the window, looking down on the city.
'Hey baby?' He asked suddenly, turning to look at me.
'Yah?' I asked, nodding my head.
'You wouldn't have any clothes for me for tommorw would ya?' He asked slightly. For some reason a pang of disappointment hit me, maybe hoping he would say something more meaningful. I sighed before putting my stuff down.
'Let me check,' I murmured, walking down to my room. Joker jumped up and followed me, stretching. I opened my wardrobe, looking for anything J would wear. Joker wrapped his arms around my waist and put his chin on my shoulder. I sighed slightly.
'Why do you only wear black?' He whispered, eyes narrowed on all the dark clothes.
'Dunno, guess it just portrays my personality,' I muttered.
'But you would look amazing in a skirt,' Joker whispered back, eyes closed. I chuckled, not sure.
'Ok then Mr. Fasionesta,' I sniggered. Joker span me around into his arms.
'Hey, give me a shot,' he laughed, looking down into my eyes.
'I've given you one to many shots Joker and you know that,' I muttered, looking away. Yeah, I am still mad from today.
'Damn, I meant it in a fun way, stop being so... Serious,' he said simply yet an instinctive sense of fear came over me. I gulped and looked back up at him. He laughed the moment I did.
'I was joking,' he laughed, making me giggle slightly.
'Fine, you can dress me tommorw if I get to style you,' I said, hands gliding up and down his back.
'What do you mean by that, give me the full package details,' Joker said, excitement in his eyes.
'You get to pick my clothes, my make up and hair style. I get to pick your clothes, make up and hair. Oh and we can only take them off at midnight,' I shrugged.
'Deal,' J said, kissed my cheek and spinning around.
'Where are you off to?' I giggled.
'To get clothes my love, pink and purple,' he grinned. I grabbed my keys 'Good Idea, be back for 10 p.m,'

(Next morning)
I stretched as I woke up, Joker still asleep beside me. I rolled over onto him, hands on his jaw.
'Good Morning J,' I whispered sweetly. Joker opened his eyes and grinned slighty, sitting up with me on his lap.
'You ready for your make over?' He chuckled, hands on my waist.
'I could ask the same,' I teased. We got up and I made the bed. Joker put down a shopping bag on the bed, grinning.
'Wait a sec,' I said, running to get my bag. Once I was back, I placed the bag on the other side of the bed, facing J.
'Get dressed Babe,' he grinned as he pushed his bag forward. I gave him his then proceeded to see the contents. The first thing I pulled out was a flower crown.... Oh no, this ain't gonna be good.
'Flowers for Rose,' Joker grinned. Next out of the bag was was brown ankle boots, not too bad. So, he's gone all girly on me. Next up was a dress. It was white and pink with lacing up at the front.

I frowned at the puffy pink skirt.
'No backing out,' Joker added, laughing. I looked up at him smugly.
'What you gonna wear today J?' I grinned as he peered into the bag. He scowled as he tool out a pair of skinny jeans and a blue v-neck.

I giggled and pulled out the beanie and sneakers for him.
'Its so..... Normal,' he muttered.
'Chop chop, get dressed,' I interrupted, starting to strip down. Joker let out a low growl as I took off my bra.
'Joker, don't start that now,' I warned, getting into the dress.
'Fine fine but you'll be irresistible in that dress,' Joker husked. The pink skirt went up to mid thigh. I started tying the front as Joker got undressed. 'These stupid pieces of shit!' Joker yelled, jumping around with the skinny jeans over his knees.
'Oh J,' I chuckled, rushing over to help get them on. Joker pulled on the top, still cursing the outfit. Apart from the pale skin and green hair, he looked like my teenage dream.
'Make up!' I squealed, pulling Joker to the dressing table.
'Oh great,' he mutter sarcastically. I took off the eye shadow he always wore to make his eyes look sunken and scrubbed off the red lipstick or as he called it lip paint.
'Wow, don't I look boring,' Joker sighed, looking into the mirror.
'Aw, I love your natural face,' I said, making him grin slightly. I went over his eyebrows, trying my hardest to make them look natural. I did some blushed and some lip gloss.
'Beautiful!' I laughed as I studied my work. I started on his hair, getting a mess look. I slipped the beanie on him, leaving a cute tuff of hair out.
'Your ADORABLE!' I squealed, kissing his cheek. Joker groaned loudly.
'OK. My turn now,' he said, jumping up and pushing me into the seat.
'Ok, what will I do?' I asked, opening my make up bag, my hands quickly swatted away.
'I can do it,' Joker said, taking out some liquid eye liner.
'You sure?' I gulped, little faith in him.
'Yes yes, give me a shot,'
10 minutes later I looked in the mirror. Joker had done an excellent job..... The only problem was the color. Pink. Blah.
'Now for hair,' Joker said, concentrated. It was so funny seeing him dressed like this. The messy hair really suited. Joker curled my hair then gently placed the flower crown on my head. Gotta admit, I did look cute but then so did Joker. I giggled, linking our arms.
'Fancy a walk down the town?'