My little monster - oneshots - Male!Harley Quinn x [reader insert] (FINISHED)

Toots

~~your p.o.v~~
I walked to my car, about to go home from work. I unlock my car, and take one look in, startled by the picture. A blonde haired man was in there, red and blue tipped hair. His shirt said 'mommy's lil monster', and he had a glittery red and blue jacket. He had a baseball bat, and he had it around his neck like a baseball player. He popped his pink bubble gum before speaking up.

"Where we goin', Toots?" He asks. I yelp and fall backwards, landing on your rear. He laughs. "You sure are clumsy, Toots." He said, looking out the car door.

"Wh-who are you?! How'd you g-get in my c-car?!" I ask, obviously scared. He laughs again.

"It's called a hustle, sweetheart." He said, staring back in the direction he originally was (forward). I sigh. (WHOEVER GOT THE ZOOTOPIA REFERENCE GETS COOKIES 🍪 🍪 🍪 🍪)

"Doesn't look like you'll get out anytime soon." I say, getting up. He shakes his head no, smiling. I get in. "Well, where do you want to go."

"You place, toots! I need a place to stay!" He says excitedly. I widen my eyes as I shut the door.

"I don't even know your name!" I say, gesturing to him.

"Oh, sorry! The name's Harley Quinn! Never got yours either toots!" He said, playing with a strand of my hair.

"[name]. My name's [name]." I say, turning on the ignition. I start driving when he starts talking.

"So, toots, what do you like to do?" He asks.

"Well, I like to [list hobbies here]." I explain. It was actually a pretty [long/short list], so it [only] took [half of the car ride/a few minutes].

"Cool!" He says.

"What do you do, Harley?" I ask.

"Oh, steal stuff, follow Miss. J, normal bad guy stuff." He says boringly. I widen my eyes. I remembered the name from the news.

"Your the Harley Quinn! But I thought-" I say, stopping abruptly, still shocked. He giggles. Do men giggle? Anyway - whatever.

"Your cute when your freaked out. Your cute all the time!" He says, booping my nose. What is with this guy? I ask myself. I go into my driveway, parking my car. Harley gets out and stands up, stretching. I get out. He was much taller than he looked. He looks my way and smirks.

"Like whatcha see, toots?" He asks smugly. I turn beet red.

"Shuddup and get inside." I mutter. He walks up to the door, picking the lock. "Dude! I have the keys right here!" I say.

"I know, it's more fun when it feels like your breaking in!" He says, opening the door. Great, that's some money outta my pocket. I say, thinking about buying a new lock after he broke mine. I walk into my room and start putting down my stuff, flopping onto my bed face first. I feel something climb on top of me, rolling me onto my side. I realize it's Harley and I blush.

"Harley what are you doing?" I ask. He nuzzles his face into the crook of my neck.

"My toots." He mutters out.