Info:The Joker agrees to spend his and Harley's 3 year anniversary by doing everything she loves. So that includes presents, homemade dinner and a romantic movie.-
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"Mistah J, you know how it's our anniversary tomorrow?" Harley questioned the clown who sat on the armchair, glass of whiskey in hand as he blankly stared at the screen playing a movie he couldn't remember the name of.
He grumbled a short 'Mhm', allowing her to continue, "Well I was wondering if we could do a few things that I like." She whispered quietly, nervous that he would disagree and she'd be forced to spend the entire night drinking at their club and afterwards test guns while drunk in the shooting range.
"And what would that entail, hm?" He muttered, not once moving his gaze from the tv screen.
"We could watch a movie, or have a nice dinner?" She questioned, well more like begged. She was desperate for him to spend their anniversary together like a normal couple, unlike his ideas of a perfect anniversary.
"But that's not us, doll." He answered monotonously, taking a long sip from his whiskey as he kicked his feet up on the foot rest, continuing to avoid her pleading gaze.
"It would mean the world to me, just this once, please?" She now resorted to kneeling in front of him, hands clasping his which caused his optics to drop to her level.
"Fine, anything for my Harls." He smirked, tugging her closer to his body as she cuddled against his chest and they both silently watched the rest of the movie.
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The next day Harley woke up and carried on with her usual routine, without anything special from J. She had expected him to do something romantic, but he woke up and pretended as if there was nothing special about today. She was disappointed to say the least. She guessed it would just be another boring day, until she found J in the bedroom.
"Whatcha' doing?" She asked curiously, entering the room upon hearing shuffling from inside. She looked behind the door to see him hiding something against her wardrobe. She tiptoed over, hearing him let out a deep sigh.
"No point in hiding it." He spoke with a hint of disappointment.
He stood back, allowing her to catch a glimpse at what he had been hiding. On the door hung a beautiful red, sequinned dress with a parting starting just at the thigh. Harley had wanted it for as long as she first laid her eyes on it online when she was shopping, but it was far too expensive for her to even ask him for it, considering they were at a low time when she had seen it, which was around a year ago.
"How did you know I wanted it?" She gasped, running her hands along the sequins which shimmered under the light that was piercing through the half-closed curtains.
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