The Joker and His Prince

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Chaos City
1/15/16  2:16 PM

Before he ran away and joined the circus, he was known as Dr. Min Yoongi a psychiatrist at Arkham Asylum.

Yoongi was assigned to Arkham's most difficult and monstrousness patient and criminal, Park Jimin aka The Joker, Yoongi's personal favorite Mr. J,

He spent everyday with him. Yoongi thought he was helping Jimin, when in reality, he was falling in love.

"Doctor Min, I live for these moments with you." Jimin said with a smirk green strands of hair pushed back off his face and he was littered in tattoos. They were sat at a metal table in Jimin's cell. The clown in a straight jacket, the psychiatrist in a doctors jacket.

"I told you, call me Yoongi." he sighed while reaching into his pocket. "What do you got for me?" Jimin asked curiously before the blond pulled out a small kitty. "I know how much you love kittens." Yoongi wore a smile as the kitten squirmed in his hold, Jimin laughed. "How thoughtful of you.." There was a few moments of the two staring at each other.

Yoongi was sure he had Jimin figured out but, It was Jimin who had figured Yoongi out a long time ago. Jimin broke the silence. "I need something" he muttered, Yoongi was quick to reply. "Sure!-- I mean, of course..."

"I need a machine gun."

"A machine gun...?"

"A machine gun."

Soon enough Arkham was in chaos. Men running wild around the asylum, guns in hand. Jimin himself had other business, two of his men had pinned Yoongi down his struggling did nothing and now, he was strapped to a table.

"I helped you!" Yoongi shouted at the Joker, Jimin smirked. The first time he'd seen the psychotic yet endearing smirk, he was hooked like it was Cannibas. "Yes, you helped me, you fucked with my head, erased my memories." Jimin spat. "You left me in a black hole of rage and confusion."

Yoongi looked up and made eye contact with the man standing over his head. "Are you going to kill me?" He asked emotionlessly, his heart beating a hundred miles an hour, Jimin laughed and held up two defibrillators.

"No, I'm just gonna hurt you, really, really bad."

Jimin shoved a leather belt in Yoongi's mouth and brought the defibrillators down to the doctors temples. Screaming echoing around the bloody and raging psychotic halls.

Yoongi woke not too long after Jimins torture session. He was alone his straps were undone.

he'd was left alone.

His head was pounding with an immense headache and when he sat up, his stomach lurched and began to vomit. Yoongi could still hear screeching from the otherside, he must've of been out for a very long time, but long enough for Jimin to leave.

Yoongi left through the back and took off on his motorcycle.

He made it to the highway and saw Jimin in a car alone. Yoongi sped up and looked in the drivers window, the clown looked at him but made no effort to stop the vehicle. Yoongi was irritated, speeding up the motorcycle to max speed getting further ahead. Yoongi turned the bike on its side sparks flying everywhere. The blond jumped off his bike, now sitting on its side in the middle of an somewhat empty highway.

Jimin stopped the car and sighed frustratedly, Yoongi walked to the hood of the car and slammed his hands down. "You're not leaving me!" He shouted, making Jimin scan a hand over his face and muttered "your one pain in the ass." Stepping out of the car.

"I have done everything for you, I have proved my self through every test and trial. Do you not see how much I love you!" Yoongi exclaimed, truck stopping behind Jimins unmoving vehicle but, still running car and honked at the both of them.

"Yoongi, I'm not one to be loved, I'm not capable of being loved. I'm a man who sticks to a plan and you, my sweet Min Yoongi." Jimin let his index finger travel down Yoongi's jawline, "Are not part of my plan."

Yoongi looked at him with desperate, angry and loving eyes. The truck honked once again, seeming more outraged and furious than before. "I promise, I'll be good enough for you, I'll never hurt you, I'll do anything" Yoongi begged, the male laughed in disbelief and amusement. "You don't stop, do you?" He asked.

Before, Yoongi could answer the door of the truck slammed open and an angry, man steps out with a very angry expression and aura stepping closer by each second of their time.

"Hey dickhead! Go scream at your bitch somewhere else." He shouts at them. Yoongi grunts angrily and grabs the gun resting in Jimins belt. He raises it and without hesitation, pulling the trigger. Straight through the head, a hole being left behind as the truck driver fell backwards, pool of blood staining under his skin.

Jimin turns his head to look at the body "I was gonna say.. I wouldn't do that if I were you." He turns back and Yoongi had the gun pointed at his forehead, Jimin smiles a sickly sweet smile. "Awe come on, don't hurt me, I'll be your friend?" He asks in a voice you'd use to speak to a child, Yoongi's eyes fill with tears that shine through his thick rimmed glasses.

"My heart scares you but a gun doesn't?" Yoongi asks in a shaky voice, his hold on the gun unwavering, Jimin faces goes dead serious.

"Do it." he prides, holding his hands up in surrender.

"Do it, do it, do it."

Yoongi doesn't pull the trigger.

Jimin reaches up and grabs the gun then spins. "You know, if you weren't so crazy I'd think you were insane." Jimin smiles again. A tear finally falls from one of Yoongi's eyes.

"Come with me."

"We're going to meet the rest of my family." He smirked, with that enormous amount of lipstick.