The Joker x Reader Imagines 💚

The Bucket List Part 1

Two months after breaking up with The Joker, you found out the bad news. You didn't have a choice but to ask for his help and J didn't even show up for the meeting. Of course he didn't care, but now that he heard why you wanted to see him so badly, it might be too late for any amendments.

"I'm out of here..." you announce, lifting your bag and taking a few steps towards the door. The Joker doesn't reply, he just watches you in silence, leaning on the back wall of the master bedroom.

"That's all you want?" he speaks up in a bitter tone when you are almost out of the quarters.

"Yes, that's all..." you whisper and don't turn around, continuing your walk. After a few moments, J wants to add something but gives up when he hears the elevator. He knows you're already gone.

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Things went from worse to worst until both couldn't take it anymore. You were aware he'd never leave the penthouse so you decided to break it off sooner rather than later. You were actually surprised he didn't try to stop you when you told him about your decision: after all, he doesn't like people to leave until he says so. You were determined to continue with the plan even he would have attempt to disagree. But he didn't. Probably happy to get rid of you in such a timely manner. The Joker must have really hated you if he didn't bother with any kind of reaction.

Oh, well, serves you right for thinking you meant something to him. Lesson learned.

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The first time he got a sign from you was after about 2 months. You called and he didn't answer. It came through as "unknown number" because you weren't in his contacts anymore, but he had the digits memorized. After about one hour, he received a text message: "Could you please meet me tonight around 10pm at the corner of Spencer's and North Avenue? It's really important. Please...I really need to talk to you."

J deleted the message, upset you bothered him. For some reason though, he decided to go and see what the hell you wanted. He waited in the shadows behind the apartment building, watching you nervously pacing under the street light. You held a few papers in your hand and seemed distressed.

The Joker regretted coming so he stayed hidden, but didn't leave. You waited for an hour and it began to rain. He could see you were soaked to the bone, still waiting on the almost deserted sidewalk. He was drenched also and didn't move. You started to cry when you realized he won't show up, holding up those papers to your chest. After another half an hour passed, you signaled a cab and one saw you right away. J decided to come out, thinking that if you notice him, he'll talk to you. If not, oh well...

Of course you got into the taxi and didn't see him approach. He had the perfect excuse for his indifference and you swore never to get a hold of him again. You bawled all the way back to your house, mad at yourself for being such an idiot. Yet, not too many choices at the time. You erased his phone number from your cell and as soon as you got home you smashed the phone to pieces, crying your eyes out since The Joker didn't want to at least meet you when you really needed his help for once.