BATMAN ONESHOTS

Joker (1)

((A/N)): Request from justfandomtrash ; usually, I save requests for the newest update, but I don't have any inspo for what this 'shot was previously, so I moved it ahead. Also, I've kept you waiting long enough RIP, sorry. 

Heads up, I'm making this one (1) exception because I had inspo for it ahead of time, but I usually only write for Heath Ledger's Joker and the Valeska Twins. As a Jason Todd stan and as someone who's really fuckin tired of all the men in my life justifying their shitty actions because "tHe jOkEr iS mY hErO" and "i rElAtE tO tHe jOkEr"... yeah, I'm not a fan :/

Still, this idea has been sitting around in my head since I got the request, aRE YOU READY KIDS

*PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE MIND THE WARNINGS*

Warnings: age gap, mentions of smut (really racy, but not explicit), getting caught (oop-), unhealthy relationship (not abusive, just unhealthy), and the Joker refers to himself as daddy one time only, I swear

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"Darling", your lover purrs, uncrossing his legs and standing up to greet you.

Your lover.

You can't call him your boyfriend, like this is a normal relationship between two normal people.

You slept together once, sought him out again against your better judgment, and ever since had been stuck in the cycle of seeing the man who gave you a thrill and a half, and a whole bunch of feelings you shouldn't have. He was like a drug, wildly unpredictable, and so different from your day-to-day life; you couldn't help but keep returning to him.

And just like taking drugs, this was wrong.

One, he's a criminal. A very well-known, highly dangerous, and actually, genuinely, insane criminal.

Second, there's a significant age gap.

He's already 16 years older than your brother, and there's the third point.

Your brother is Bruce Wayne, billionaire playboy Prince of Gotham. You two are the only remnants of one of the most powerful families in Gotham, all eyes are on you at all times.

If the media were to find out that you, Y/N Wayne, had been seeing the Joker, your family name would be tainted. And that affected Bruce and Alfred, not just you.

It frustrated you that society wasn't changing its ways anytime soon, that you had to be the one to find a way to be with Jack, but for all the lows in whatever your relationship was, the highs were well worth it.

You kept your arms folded across your chest.

"You said this place was closed", you said pointedly, finally loosening up when Jack kisses your cheek.

He pulls a chair out for you with a flourish, and you sit down across from him, glaring.

"You said you wouldn't do... any of this while I was with you".

He waves his hand at the hostage waiters and waitresses, chefs, and managers huddled in the kitchen, surrounded by his goons.

"I'm not going to kill them, darling", he reasoned, his permanent smile not giving you any reassurance. "Well, not yet, anyway".

You sighed, pinching the bridge of your nose.

"At least give them space. Lock them in the kitchen, just get your men to leave them alone, Jack".