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

Chapter 19

My alarm on my phone woke me up at 5am. Bruce and Jason wouldn't think about getting up this early and I wanted to train to be the best hero there is in Gotham.

I skipped in a pair of black short shorts, a black sportsbra, black trainers and I put on a black jacket to keep warm.

Alfred told me I had to work on my stamina. Man I hate cardio. I walked into the large garden to see Alfred wearing his usual butler uniform but with a stop watch around his neck, standing with his hands behind his back.

"Ah, Miss (last name), five laps around the forest to begin with", he told me with a friendly smile.

I smiled back and nodded, begining to jog towards the forest at the back of Bruce's garden as Alfred watched with the stopwatch in hand.

I had done two laps and a half around the forest before I heard a twig snap loudly. It wasn't me. It wasn't Alfred either. It couldn't be possible for Alfred to get here in time.

I twisted my head to where I believed the sound came from but I was startled by a white cloth covering my mouth and nose before it all went dark and blurry.

I woke up with my head aching, tied to the bed frame which looked familiar. Crap. I've been kidnapped by Mr J. Again.

I began to struggle but was weak since I was just drugged and woke.

"That won't work baby girl", a familiar voice echoed from the end of the bed and walked slowly towards me. "It's unfortunate to keep meeting like this", the shirtless, sexy green haired man told me with a smirk on his soft lips.

"In this bed or kidnapped?", I asked with sass and not showing my little fear.

He let out his famous fearful laugh which I was always hypnotized by. "Both. And we both know what happens to pretty girls who run from me", he threatened.

I smirked. "I'm the only girl that has ran from you", I mentioned.

He smirked again and rested his hands on my waist and hovered over me. I could smell his chalone, which was satisfyingly nice, as his lips pressed against mine delicately. His lips then trailed slowly down to my neck and back up to my lips again.

"Are you gonna kill me Mr J?", I asked slightly scared and I felt him pull away from my cheek.

I watched as another evil smirk which I adored snuck in he corner of his lips. "No", he echoed out. I sighed in relief but he opened his mouth to speak again. "I'm just gonna hurt ya... Really, really, bad", he whispered into my ear suductivly before pressing his lips on mine again.

His kiss trailed down my neck and I let out a small moan. I felt his powerful smile for a second before he continued.

Next thing I knew, he layed next to me, both sweating and out of breath and my hands were untied.

I missed his touch. I feel something for Bruce, but I couldn't deny the feelings I have for the Joker. Did I just say I have feelings for he Joker? Not possible. Have you met or even heard of the guy?

I closed my eyes tired and slept for what felt like an entire day but was surely no longer than two hours.

I woke up still half asleep to the feeling of a warm strong arm tightening around my waist as I layed on my side and a warm hard but comfortable body behind me.

I let out a long breath as I turned and cuddled into the warm person holding me. I felt safe. A feeling I couldn't remember.

"I like this game", the object stated with a quiet laugh.

My eyes immediately sprung open and I pushed back. It's the Joker. I slept with him again?

He watched me as I wriggled out of his arms with the sheet covering my exposed parts. "Scared baby girl?", He asked with his famous laugh and got out of bed but he too wasn't wearing anything and didn't mind showing it.

I let out a huff and grabbed my lingerie that was lying carelessly on the ground. I put it on quickly and through the sheet at him so he could cover up but he didn't bother.

"I'm not scared", I said with a smirk. I lied. I wasn't as scared as usually am, I felt safe with him but I was scared that I let myself be with him again.

He smirked at me and walked closer. I didn't let my eyes fall since I was blushing already. "Are you sure?",he whispered in my ear and his warm breath gave me goosebumps.

He walked over to the end of the bed and put on his black jeans but was still shirtless. He left the room without another word and I let out a breath that I was unaware I was holding.

I looked across the room to the closet where the Joker had filled with some clothes from the last time I was kidnapped. I opened it eigerly to be met with little clothing, not enough fabric to cover me.

I let out a sigh and threw a short red bodycon dress on the bed with A black cropped bomber jacket and red platform heels that could kill.

I then slipped into my outfit once taking a shower. He put bars on the window. I can't escape. Not the same way as last time anyway.

I walked out of the room, down he recognisable hall towards the kitchen since I was hungry, I always am.

I came face to face with the prince of Gotham, cooking pancakes shirtless, and it was hard to avoid looking at his perfect muscular body and abs.