\\WARNING: Sexual content, and masturbation up ahead.\\
Dr. Harleen Quinzel's POV:
I couldn't stop thinking about Joker whenever I went home from work that day. His crazy smile and his metal covered teeth were stuck in my head as if my brain had snapped a permanent picture of it. His red stained lips looked so luscious and soft. I wonder how soft they really are...
Yes, I admit it. As unprofessional as it sounds, I have fallen in love with my patient. Pretty crazy, huh?
Harleen, stop it! He's insane, Har. He could never love you back.
But he seems so kind and so different from what everyone says. He was so nice to me and so passionate.
Maybe he does love you back.
You love him, Harls. Tell him. See what his reaction is. Or show him. Just. Do. It.
"I will." I said slowly, getting ready for bed and changing into a white t-shirt and a pair of black panties. I climbed into bed, and then yanking the covers over myself, I let my eyes droop shut and the familiar peacefulness of sleep took over me.
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"My heart scares you and a gun doesn't?" I was holding a gun and pointing it at The Joker. "Do it!" He yelled at me.
All of a sudden, I was falling. Falling into darkness. I screamed and flailed around, trying to stop myself from hitting the hard ground beneath me. But no matter how hard I tried, I kept falling, getting closer and closer to landing. I heard Joker's laugh and I felt suddenly safe. It's okay Harleen. You're safe now. I let myself fall, going limp and just bracing myself for impact. But when I hit the ground, the setting changed and I was sinking to the bottom of some weird sticky and hot, gooey liquid. I begin to panic, because I couldn't swim. I always had a fear of drowning, and I was never taught how as a child...
My skin began to burn, and I tried to scream, the goo filling my mouth and my lungs. My lungs burned and I realized that I was sinking in a vat of acid. I let myself sink to the bottom when I heard Joker's voice say inside my head, "Desire becomes surrender. Surrender becomes power. You want this?" I did want this... I smiled, letting the hot chemicals burn against my skin. I threw my head back and laughed, or tried with the chemical gunk filling my mouth and throat and making it hard to breathe. Just before I could sink completely to the bottom, I was in a different place.
I was laying down on something. Something soft and fluffy. A bed? I looked over to see The Joker laying beside me, naked. Wait... Why is he naked?
I looked down at my self and saw that I was naked too. But not only was I naked, my skin was bleached white, and I had tattoos. One on my thigh said, 'Puddin + Harley' and another on my other thigh was a heart with 'Puddin' written inside of it. There were many more tattoos all over my body in random places.
I scooted over towards The Joker and laid my head down on his chest, moving my white blonde hair out of my face. Why was my hair so white? His eyes opened slowly, and he smiled down at me, "I love you, my beautiful Harley Quinn."
