Daddy's Lil Monster || Jarley

Goodnight Harley: written 20/4/2018

WARNING: Please take caution when reading this chapter, there are parts in it which you may find distressing if you've been in an abusive relationship or had experiences with miscarriages. Although I like to write drama and angsty types of writing, I also don't want my readers to feel uncomfortable and/or have to skip an entire chapter due to no fault of their own. If you feel you may be triggered then please read up to the page break of parenthesis and skip the scene encased in those two parenthesis page breaks, thank you.

It was about 3am now, Joker had put Harley to bed roughly 4 or 5 hours ago; he decided perhaps it was time to join her.

He had been working on a new plan half the night, although, much to his surprise more than anyone's, he wasn't planning on toying with Batman, rather a plan to avoid the Dark Knight until Harley had the baby; he had a feeling if Batsy found out Harley was pregnant then he would most likely send her to Arkham and have the baby taken away from her, declaring her as an unfit mother, he wasn't going to let that happen. Joker was determined to get this right since he had failed his family the first time around, Harley and their unborn child were his family now whether he resented her for making him feel this way or not, he didn't have a choice, if he didn't want to lose either one of them, they had to stay clear of Batman, it was going to be a long six months.

Harley maybe completely and utterly insane however he knew she would never do anything to harm her child, this is what she wanted since the day she first met him, he knew this better than anyone. It was strange for him to have these feelings, at the beginning of their relationship he would often toy with her about children and marriage and things, but that was just having a laugh, he was just playing with her, wanting to see a reaction from the unstable blonde, the fact that the former was actually happening in less than 6 months now was daunting to say the least.

Joker walked back upstairs, slowly tiptoeing as he tried not to wake his sleeping girl.

"Daddy?" Harley blinked three times as she proped herself up on her elbow, squinting as she focused on her puddin' getting undressed in the corner of the room.

"I thought you were asleep." He said, struggling to pull his dress pants off his ankle as he hopped around on one leg.

"I was." She rubbed her eyes with her fists, letting out a small chuckle as Joker fell on his butt, he just looked up and glared at her, she stopped immediately, biting her bottom lip to hold in her laughter; there were times when Joker wanted her to laugh at him and this was not one of those times.

"Well, go back to sleep." He grunted, throwing himself into bed next to her.

"But I can't." Harley leaned over, switching her bedside lamp on, much to Joker's dismay.

"Why not?" He frowned, not pleased with her defying him.

Harley let out a childish giggle "Because I'm not tired." She smiled innocently, tipping onto her knees as she kneeled on top of the comforter "I wanna play, will you play with me, Mistah J?"

"No, Harley." He sighed, turning his back to her.

"Pft." She huffed, making loose strands of hair blow upwards "please, Puddin', I'm bored, I wanna play a game." She crawled over, shaking his back lightly as peered over him.

"Okay, Harley, I'll play a game with you." He smiled, standing up and picking her up bridal style.

"Yay." She cheered, still not catching on "Are you gonna rev up your Harley?" She smiled, wrapping her hands behind his neck.

"No, not quite." He chuckled, unamused.

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