My hands were in my jumpsuit's pockets as I stared at her unsure of what to do.
My body told me to move but I was unable to do so, being aware of anything but her. The guards were now trying to unlock the door but couldn't seem to find the right key, cursing under their breaths.
A movement and a light squeal of pain made me crouch down next to her. Her pale red lips parted as she panted trying to say something incoherent. "Shhh Baby Daddy's here." I tried my best to soothe her by moving her repulsive hair out of her eyes.
Her body proceeded to shake in return.
Slowly I undid her ponytails scooping her up in my arms, not caring that her vomit and blood had stained my clothes. She's lighter than I remembered, freezing cold, placing her on my laps I proceed to tie her hair up into a bun planting soft kisses all over her dirty face.
Her eyes were sealed shut but she was no longer shivering, instead she had wrapped her arms wrapped around my warm body, holding onto me as if her life depended on it.
"I'm here." I kept repeating.
Finally when I knew she was ready I placed her onto her bed taking off my jumpsuit.
The cold hit my body faster than I had expected and I was left to shiver unintentionally. I had to bite my lip to make sure I didn't gasp that exact moment.
The bagging on the cell door increased sending my mind into chaos. But in a flash of light my attention on Harley had hypnotized me to proceed with the task at hand. "This is no good Harls..." I whispered, "you're so much stronger than this..."
My hands slithered their way to take off her ripped clothes. Her face contorted into something of pleasure as I took off the reeking clothes off of her. I used the back of my hand to wipe away any remaining puke that was on her lips whilst I dressed her up in my jumpsuit.
As I was only left in my boxers and was extremely cold, the heaters during the fast coming winter weren't an option here, I decided to sit down and pull her body on top of mine smoothing out her brows. "B-B..." She called
"It's me pumkin' pie, your J." I sighed watching the guards finally open the door. Anger in their eyes. Chucking I found it hilarious that she was thinking of Batsy as such a moment.
She was in a state of comatose, drifting in and out of consciousness. I wonder what had caused that to happen to her?
"B-Bernie...Bernie Bash..." She sniffled
"Yes baby." My smile grew.
"Wait what?" I snapped as the sudden realization punched me in the gut.
Not Batman.
The guards were observing waiting for me to probably pounce. "Get off her Joker."
"I think she has to get off of me instead pals." I giggled but my gaze quickly returned to Harley who was back to unconsciousness.
"Who's Bernie...Bash?" I grinned though gritted teeth into her ear, as if that would bring her back to reality.
"We won't ask again Clown!" The three guards muttered together. One of them patting a club in his hand.
"Boys! Can't you see I'm having a little dilemma here?" I rolled my eyes playfully.
"The only dilemma is you in her cell." Guard x said.
A chilling laughter rose from the back of my throat "And they say you don't have sensayuma!"
"That's it!" One of them snapped
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Madhouse
Fanfiction[COMPLETED] [NEW 52] [BOOK2] Joker and Harley have finally settled in together, but doubt still clouds their crazy minds. Questions are raised that they have never thought of before. The struggle between normal and insanity becomes unbearable as t...
