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After a nasty concussion you got 2 months ago during a car chase where Batsy was involved, you developed a strange ability: for 5 minutes every day you can read minds. It happens at random times, you never know when it's going to hit. It's not necessarily a good thing...or a bad thing...
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Friday, 3:25pm
You must be kidding me, you gasp, getting up from your loveseat, enraged as you can be and you go kick the desk, pushing all his papers on the floor.
"What the hell, Y/N?!"The Joker spins in his chair, turning towards you, wanting to start a whole tirade about how much you annoy him when you do random shit like this.
"Why are you thinking about Lexi's boobs, huh?" you smack your lips, feeling your blood boiling. (she's the new bartender at the club)
Dammit, J thinks, I'm busted. You couldn't have read his mind at a worst moment so he tries to fix it:
"I was just accidentally thinking about that, Doll, and..."
You don't care and block his attempt:
"Mine are not good enough for you?! I'm a G-cup; what do you need, triple G???!! You wanna suffocate with these airbags?"
He takes a deep breath and grins, knowing he might talk his way out of it:
"Daddy likes your airbags, ok? They're purrrrrfect," he purrs, slowly pulling you in his arms, wishing you would let it go. "Are you jealous?" he winks and you slap his hands away, annoyed.
"You suck!" you kick his foot, taking a couple of steps back.
"Where are you going, Pumpkin?" J inquires, irritated he got in trouble for such a trivial thing (in his opinion).
"I'm gonna go and stare at our henchmen's butts and see which one looks nicer!!!" you yell, already heading out of the office.
"Don't you dare, Y/N, come back here!" he growls, following you so he can set you up straight.
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Saturday, 9:57pm
Next day you evade him as much as you can and decide to go for a drive after dark. You are still livid from the day before and decide to take it out on a jewelry store you kind of had your eyes on for a while, breaking inside and smashing all the fragile glass counters, deciding to keep just a necklace for yourself when...
Fuck, you freeze for a few seconds when you realize Batsy is close, watching, probably waiting for you to notice him. You feel kind of stupid because you only have the baseball bath with you but your ability couldn't find a better time to kick in for today.
You sniffle, placing the bath on your shoulder, and ask:
"Why do you keep on thinking about Bruce Wayne? Do you know him?" Batsy is shocked; he doesn't know what to do with this so he doesn't move a muscle when you keep on yapping:
