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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...
You two say it to each other once a year. Even then, it can be really tough to get it out of him. Why is it so easy for you to say it but not for The Joker?!
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The Joker is sitting in his favorite chair, dreading the imminent moment that will come shortly.
"All right, handsome, it's that time of the year again," you skip towards him and he gets out of trance. You straddle his lap, wrapping your arms around his neck.
He growls, rolling his eyes:
"Oh, no, Kitten, is it really?"
"Yeap, so here it comes, brace yourself, don't faint on me: I LOVE YOU. Muahhhh!" you kiss him, glad you got the chance to do this again. "Now your turn!"
"Oh, God, nooo," J whines, resting his pale forehead on yours. "Do I really have to?!"
"It's only one time a year, baby, you're not going to die from it."
"But we don't say mushy stuff to each other," he complains some more, starting to kiss your neck because he sooo wants to get out of this.
"NO! You have to say it! Come on, baby, can't you make your girl happy?" you pout, yanking on his green hair, this way you can stare in his blue eyes you like so much.
"Don't I always make you happy?" he scoffs, biting his lower lip with a confident look on his face.
"Weeelll, I... guess," you debate, thinking for a moment.
"Hey, watch it!" he slaps your butt, pretending to be offended.
"Don't try to change the subject, say it! Come on, pleeeeseee, I really want to hear it," you beg, fakely sobbing because he's getting on your nerves. He does this every year.
"Dammit, woman, this is not cool, I just want to put it out there," he talks in a deep voice, being sure he will have a stroke or something soon. J then takes a deep breath and mumbles: " I love you," with such a painful grimace on his face you start feeling obnoxious. You're sure he would rather get shot 10 times before uttering those words he hates so much.
"Are you OK?" you sarcastically inquire, pretending to be concerned about his labored breathing. "That took a lot of effort, huh? Didn't even really hear it. Say it clearly so I can understand."
"Hell, no, Princess," he pants, sensing he's starting to sweat from the ordeal.
"What's the big deal? You don't even know what it really means anyway," you furrow your eyebrows, disappointed.
The Joker gasps, irritated:
"Whaa' ? I totally know what it means!"
"Oh, yeah, baby? What does being in love mean?"
He frowns, searching for the words in his mind. Shit, it's so hard, why does he have the impression this is a test he's gonna fail?
"Well, Pumpkin," he blinks slowly, planting a quick kiss on your cleavage, "it's that...weird feeling you get in your stomach and it hurts and...it's uncomfortable. See? At least I know this much."
