Joker - Jealous Much?

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A/N: This is just some small thing i came up with. Much love.

Warnings: Bad Words, Shooting, The Joker you know.

Okay, so no doubt that The Joker could get jealous easily. Very easily. But the key is to never, ever, flirt with any other guy, or let any other guy flirt with you. I learned that, in the past months. And trust me, it's not what you call exact easy. It takes a lot of time and management. The fact that J is dating me, when i'm just a innocent girl, confuses me. I mean, trust me, he really is a great guy, but why me? He could have any crazy bitch he want, and he chooses me? Sometimes i just have to be really unlucky. And one of those times, were apparently, today.

I left the car. J took my hand, and gently squeezed it. "You're gonna be fine tonight, dollface" he mumbled into my ear. Tonight, i were going with him to the club, for a buisness pleasure. Not meant sarcastically. We entered the club, and went straight for the VIP area. It still kind of scared to me, to be a VIP. To be honest, i wasn't really anything special. But to J, i were. I were his whole life and joy. He always described me as his queen. It's romantic, but it kind of annoyed me. "Do i have to go?" I whined, quietly. He nodded, and gently kissed my cheek, before a big, tattooed man, entered the room. "Mr. J" he said, and squeezed J's hand. I closed my eyes, and sat down on the leather couch. J patted his lap, suggesting me to sit on in. With a disgusted smile, i pulled myself on top of him. The tattoed man started the conversation, by talking about promoting J. I carresed his green hair, and tried to distract him. "I'm going to get a drink" i whispered in his ear, and left the room. I went for the bar, and sat down on one of the stools, waiting for a bartender to help my cravings. "Hello pretty" the tattooed man walked up by my side, touching my thigh on the way. I slapped his arm, waiting for a response. "You're very attractive, you know that?" His lips nipped my ear. I closed my eyes in disgust. J were going to kill him - no doubt. "Get away from me. I promise J will hear about this" i mumbled, trying to kick him. Why wasn't he coming to save me yet? Isn't boyfriends supposed to be a girls knight in shining armor? "He's not. You're just another one of his bitches. He hates you. He's just using you for the sex" he said. His words affacted me. Were this true? Did J only use me for his own pleasure? "Come with me baby. I can treat you like the queen you are" the man kissed my neck, and went to touch my inner thigh, but i kicked him in the place were the sun doesn't shine. "Y/N!!" A loud scream were heard through the club. J were furious. He slammed the man up against the wall, pushing me to the side. "Go wait in the car, baby. This wont be pretty" he said, pushing me off. I runned to the lamborghini, tears falling down my cheeks. Why would a man do this? I opened the car, and sat down on the passenger seat. A gun shooting were heard from inside the club. A few minutes later, J hurried outside, with a furious look on his face. "I'm so sorry babygirl" he muttered, entering the car. He kissed my cheek, and we drove off, into the night.

"I just wanna rip of every peice of clothes on your body" the words made me blush. I sat on the couch, dressed in just some black lace underwear, and one of J's red shirts. "Okay. Despite the fact, that right now I'm not even wearing much clothes" I said, placing my hands on my legs. J walked to my side, and took my hand. He started rubbing it. "Are you okay, baby girl?" He asked, looking at me with a worried face. I nodded, and starting tracing his tattoos. "You know, I flipped over the table when I saw what happened today" he mumbled into my ear. I blushed, and turned my face to the side. "Please look at me baby. You're so hot when you blush" he kissed the sweet spot on my neck, making me moan.

"Stop. J....." I moaned, dragging out his name. "What are you gonna do about it?" He asked in between the kisses. I kicked his leg, still being gentle. "Maybe i'm gonna be a bad girl.." I muttered. He nipped my ear, and moved his hand up my thigh.

"Well, then we all know what's gonna happen"

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Yay! I did my first imagine! I think i did good, did i do good? Pfft, like you're gonna answer me! Well, i'll see you all in next chapter! Buh bye!

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