Insane Love (Batman X Joker X Reader){1}

Chapter 1

*news on radio in the background*

"so you're saying that he's not doing anything?"
"No, no I'm saying he's just the same as the vilians he catches"
"But that's different he's saving lives..."

I hit the snooze button vilently to stop the words filling my head of the recent save batman had done. My clock read 6:01am and I knew I had to get out of my cosy bed.

I lifted my white duvet sheet off of me and sat on the edge of the bed, rubbing the back of my neck.

It's such a relief that it's Friday. I often start work at 8:30am, that's if I'm not late.

I stood up swiftly, neatly making my bed. I grabbed a blue jumper from my wardrobe; along with some thin black tights, a black skater skirt, a black lace bra and a matching thong. Throwing them carelessly on the bed as I grab a towel from my draws.

I headed to the bathroom to have a warm shower, which always makes me feel relaxed. And then dried myself off. I put my clothes on, and curled my hair into tight messy, bouncy curls...

Once I was ready I put my shoes on and walked out of my apartment, which I lived alone in. I heard the lock of my door and let out a sigh of tiredness and placed my forehead on the door. I lifted my head off and put on a fake smile.

I always acted like everything was fine, but the reality is nothing is fine. People want to see a smile because they don't want to listen to how you actually feel. It's all about the act.

I walked down the gum infested streets of Gotham, trying not to make eye contact because I live in the rough side of Gotham. It's all I could afford. My parents favoured my older brother and never treated me like I was there. I felt invisible. Thankfully I got a secure job and moved out of their house.

I worked in a clothes store full time, my job is to stack the shelves of the new stock. I know. What an exciting job. Like I said, I needed to get out of my parents' house.

I finally reached the back of the store in which I worked in and said hello to my fellow crew members. With my fake smile of cause. My job got to me from time to time because people put the wrong piece of clothing on the other side of the store.

My work place, called "Queen of hearts", was a very popular store. One of the most popular stores in Gotham, of cause I was unable to afford anything from it though. I mean, a pair of Knickers cost $80.

*Short time skip*

The store opened only 10 minutes ago and there's already at least 30 people on the same floor as me. That's why I'm able to afford an apartment and have a bit of spare money, the salary/ wage is quite high. Compared to other people in my block.

I felt a tap on my left shoulder while I was taking some last season clothes to the sale rack.
"Excuse me..." A deep masculine voice spoke to me while my back was still turned away from the man. "Do you know where the money is kept?".

I turned around to look at the customer with a confused, but a humourous look that was stained on my face. But what I saw was shocking.

I saw a hot young man staring straight in my (eye colour) eyes with a grin. His cheekbones and jawline dominent, he had pale skin which made his green slick back hair look brighter. He wore a black shirt with the first four buttons undone, enough to see a bit of his abs. He had a tattoo bellow his collar bone of a hollow love heart. All I could do was think about what other tattoos he'd have underneath his clothes.

My mind dozed off, thinking and imaging different scenarios in my head. I noticed he had a small knife hanging from his belt, and of cause I felt nervous because of this.

My legs were tremebeling from nerves. He was sertainly the most sexiest guy I've seen in a while. He could clearly see that I blushed from his appearance as I looked in his green eyes...