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Hi guys, I've been writing for Jared Leto's Joker since The Suicide Squad came out (Joker x Reader fanfi...
The Joker broke his left leg and nope, it's not due to a glorious outcome of him being chased by Batsy or the cops: he got out of his Lamborghini in front of the club and slipped on ice- almost full cast and bedridden for a while. J has always been an awful patient and now you have to take care of him again. You're sooo lucky, especially since your boyfriend loves to call you "Kitty" instead of "Kitten" when he's needy. It's going to be fun...
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"Kitty? Hey, Kitty!!!" The Joker shouts and you don't want to answer but you have to.
"Yes, baby?"
"Can you make me a caramel latte?"
"Coming!!" you fumble around the kitchen, working on the request then run to your patient. "Here," you hand him over the beverage. J takes a sip and frowns.
"It's too sweet, Princess, make me another one."
"Kaaayyyy..." you get mad but don't show it. You start all over again and return to the master bedroom. He tastes the latte and pouts.
"It's too bitter, Y/N. Can you make me another one?"
(Internally screaming.)
"Sure, honey," you smile, already tired since you have to do so many things for him: he wants like...everything. You leave but stay in the hallway, playing with your phone for about 3 minutes and return with the same cup.
"How is it?" you innocently ask.
"Mmmm, perfect, I like it!" he enjoys his drink and you want to choke him but decide to skip it.
Just as you thought: The Joker doesn't know what he wants, yet sure has a lot of demands.
"I want a sponge bath," he winks, setting aside his mug.
"Well, I can help you take a shower," you try to get out of it.
Why? Because every time J wants a bath, it ends up with him playing with the water and splashing all over the place. As a result, you already had to change the double king mattress six times this month. It's so huge that it doesn't fit in the elevator and your men have to carry it up the stairs to the 30th floor. They must love it.
"No, I want you to give me a sponge bath. And I wasn't asking; I said I WANT ONE."
"Uhhhh..." you grunt, seeing you have no choice. "Do you promise to behave?"
"A-ha," J licks his lips and you have your doubts, yet there is nothing you can do about it.
Yeap, as soon as you bring the plastic basin full of water, he starts his crap.
"You missed a spot, Princess," he bites his cheek, sighing.
You roll your eyes and continue to go down his abs. Since he's been...impaired, he only wears boxers, it's more comfortable.
