Joker and Harley one shots! (suicide squad)

Sick baby (part 2)

J stayed asleep for hours. And not just a few hours. Almost a whole day. Harley stopped counting at 15 hours.

Harley was surprisingly awake the whole time. She stayed awake so that if he woke up, she would hear it immediately.

As she was flicking rubber bands across the room in boredom, he woke up suddenly, in a cold sweat. He sat up on the bed, looking around and breathing heavily.

"Puddin! Your awake!" She cooed happily, jumping up, but as she was walking toward him, she noticed something was wrong.

She felt her heart drop.

"Puddin? Are you ok?" She asked, seeing that he was furiously looking around the room. Like he was seeing things.

She looked closer and saw that his pupils were dilated tremendously.

"Baby it's ok, your ok. Don't worry, I'm here." She said softly, coming close to him.

He was frantic at this point, and his breathing was fast.

"Sh sh shhhh. Nothing is there, it's ok." She said reaching a hand out to touch him. She knew he could bite, or attack, but she was willing to take the risk.

Her doubts were subsided quickly as her hand rested gently on the crook of his neck.

She sighed in relief and wrapped her arms around him. He was aware of this, and managed to do the same. His grip was strong and it was scaring her, but she knew he was terrified.

She pressed her head against his chest and heard his heart beat hammering throughout his ribcage.

She ignored the stickiness of his pale chest, and embraced him. Hoping that he would snap out of it soon. She has seen him do this before and every time it breaks her heart. He always looked so terrified and hopeless. She wasn't quite sure what it was that he was seeing.

Soon, his breathing became more slowed, and somewhat normal considering the circumstance.

His grip lessened and she found herself almost falling out of his arms.

She pulled away from his chest and looked up. He was sort of coming to realization, and coming back to reality.

She smiled and pulled away, sitting up and facing him.

His eyes came into focus and he finally was able to look at her properly.

"Hi." He said breathily

She giggled and took his hands. "Hi."

He pulled one hand away and ran it through his hair. "What happened?" He asked, scratching his head a little.

"You were hallucinating." She said softly, watching as he looked to her, then around the room at his surroundings.

"Oh."

"Yeah. Your really sick Puddin." She said, worry spreading across her face.

He saw this and smirked. "Calm down harlequin, it's merely a cold. It will pass."

She smiled at how fond he was. And how he still didn't mind that she was on the bed with him.

He looked down at his cuffed hands. "Oh, and Harley could I ask you a favor?"