You're His Favorite Joke

Chapter 29: Among Thieves

~~~~~~~Dr. Harleen Quinzel~~~~~~

I groaned as I turned around in my bed. I felt with my feet that half of my cover was token off. I pulled my arm over to the empty side. I searched with my hand for the missing figure, and I was sadly surprised with nothing. This made me lift my head from my pillow and pout at the shallow bedside.

"Puddin'?" I whispered as if he would appear in a blink of an eye.

But nothing happened, I then lifted myself off the bed and used my blanket to cover my bare body.

I peeked outside of my door and saw nothing. So I fully opened and searched for him. Once again nothing;
I couldn't even think about the idea of him leaving me. It was too painful of a thought.

I involuntarily coughed as I saw a small stream of smoke. I used my hand to fan away the smoke. I coughed and followed the direction of the gas.

It was still the middle of the night so I couldn't see where I was going. My nose then caught the stench of gasoline. My worry deepened but then it fell to a halt when I laid my eyes on him.

Joker wasn't wearing his usual inmate outfit, but instead he had a purple suit with a light purple straight down lining. He wore a black leather jacket that matched his shoes and gloves.But what was truly new was his purple with green ribbon panama.

He had his leg backed up against the wall next to my front door and took in the deadly smoke from the cigarette.

I wasn't even sure if he knew I was there. Joker was deep in thought as he studied the floor.

"Harley," He spoke which made me jump a bit.

Joker then lifted his gaze and met mines. His smile was so dark but shined with the moonlight hitting it.

Joker then dryly giggled as he took another hit of the cigarette.

"If you're wondering about the suit; I had my boys drop it off. Had fun?" He asked as he puffed the smoke at my direction. I tried not to fan it away, but I gave a weak cough and quickly answered.
"Do you even have to ask, Mr.J?" It was odd for me to talk like this.

As I grew closer Joker smiled. He was still mindful of his cigarette as he moved his right hand to the side and snaked his left arm around my waist. He gave me a quick peck on the lips and smiled.

"Hm, I guess not," Joker then sucked in another gulp of smoke from the cigarette. He then slowly kissed me and transferred the smoke into my mouth. I wasn't a smoker so I felt the awful taste hit me. But then I felt him laugh in my mouth. I don't know how, but it gave me some strength. I pulled my mouth away and blew the smoke in his face.

"Oh, my little minx," He joked as I grabbed the back of his neck.

"How about round three, Puddin'?" I asked as he placed his hand at the small of my back. His smile grew and his eyes were heavy with want.

"Don't you mean round four, Pooh?" He laughed as I kissed at his neck which made him suck in air though his teeth. But then he groaned and pulled me off.

"I would love to, Pooh. But first," He then moved of from the wall and circled me,"I need to hammer in the last nail in Harleen's casket. It's the only way to make sure that she never returns. Also...I don't think I can even take the thought of you being with another man. It was almost too much." Joker then turned his back from me and was shaking. I heard a muffle noise and saw his hand quickly go up to his mouth.

I couldn't see him like this. I ran and hugged him from the back. He gave a surprised jump. I hugged him tight to assure him that all my love was for him and him alone.