Info:Harley feels loved when The Joker catches her at a bad time of the month.-
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The Jokers head pounded with the pain of a million sticks of dynamite exploding all at once. He never thought staring at his phone for 5 hours straight could cause this much damage, especially the fact that he should be used to it by now, but clearly he was wrong. The sensation was becoming too much and before long he was up off his office chair, pulling and grasping into his hair and scalp trying to ease the pain. It was becoming unbearable.
At a quick pace he exited his office with a slam of the door. Marching towards the bathroom down the hall with one objective in his mind. To find the pain killers. His hands found the door knob and he swung the door open, casting his eyes over towards the medical cabinet. He opened the doors and scanned the cabinet before his eyes found the cardboard box, his only pure treasure. With an eager growl he reached out and ripped it off the shelf, tearing it open. But his heart dropped when the previously full packet of pills was now filled with empty shells. He rummaged through the small cardboard mercilessly, tearing and slicing through it. But it was futile.
Someone had taken the last few pills, and he had a good idea who. With dark fiery eyes he spun on his heel, striding towards the master bedroom. The sound of blaring pop music was heard, along with a screeching feminine voice, trying to sing along. He suddenly barged in, hearing a scream come from the voice.
"What the hell?! You scared the shit outta me!" Harley shouted stomping her foot with wide eyes. She was wearing red and blue pyjamas with matching fluffy slippers.
"Where are all the painkillers? There were 5 in the packet this morning!" He barked, balling his fists as his voice was raised in a dangerous tone. She knew not to say anything wrong or he would snap, if he hadn't even snapped already.
"I may have used them.." She muttered gingerly back loosing her angry expression in exchange for a guilty one.
"What's wrong? What happened? Where are you hurt?" He asked bombarding her with questions that she had no time to answer. His anger had dissolved, replaced with worry and anxiousness. He raced over to her examining her body and features. She giggled placing her hands on his chest.
"Nothing's wrong Puddin'. It's just girl problems, they'll pass in a few days." She smiled waving her hand.
"Oh..Well...Are you ok?" He asked not quite knowing what to say. He was never good at this type of thing. Talking about woman problems. Specifically this. It was his worst nightmare.
"Yes I'm fine, but we might need a few more painkillers." She giggled seeing him nod with a serious look on his face.
"So how long does it usually last?" He asked quite quickly, catching her off guard.
"Well, usually 5 or so days. But it doesn't matter Puddin', we don't have to talk about it." She giggled at how serious he was becoming.
"What can I do to help?" He asked in a more relaxed and calm tone. Completely ignoring her last sentence.
"All I need is painkillers, that's my dream, a life supply of painkillers." She laughed at the idea.
He chuckled with a grin, flashing his grill. "Well then your wish is granted." He bowed down, forgetting about his own pain for hers.
"Why thank you." She said pretending to hold a dress, bending down like a 'proper' lady would.
"So what would the Lady of Gotham like for now?" He asked holding his hand behind his back, with a charming smile.
"Maybe a glass of cool water to quench my thirst?" She proposed in the most posh accent she could muster without breaking into laughter.
"Of course m'Lady." He obliged making his way to the door.
"And maybe a nice roast to go with it?" She asked cautiously keeping the act.
"Don't push it." He snarled closing the door behind him, dropping the accent.
"Welp, it was worth a try." She giggled to herself, sitting on their bed and laying flat on the sheets.
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