The Joker x Reader Imagines 💚

Love At First Sight

First time you saw the Joker you were mesmerized. It felt like someone dropped a bag with 20 bricks on your head and kicked you in the nuts. Wait, you don't have any, scratch that off, it might have been a cramp.

**** You just froze, staring at him. J is sitting on that fancy armchair he stole from Commissar Gordon's office when he raided the police headquarters last week. He is on his phone texting and Frost is at the desk, typing something on the laptop. Everyone is running around the warehouse like crazy, getting ready for tonight's robbery.

The Joker lifts his eyes for a sec and notices you glare his way. He doesn't think anything of it and goes back to texting. After a couple of minutes he looks up again and you are in the same spot, glancing in his direction. He looks left, right and behind him to see if there is anything out of the ordinary that got your attention. Nothing. And he doesn't know you. How did you get in? Unless you're...

"Hey, Frost, who's that?" he growls at his henchman, pointing his head towards you.

Jonny sees you and:

"That's my cousin, sir, that's Y/N. She finally got here."

"You sneaky bastard, you didn't tell me she's pretty, I would have hired her sooner," he smirks, throwing his cane at Frost.

I had my reasons, Jonny sighs, keeping his composure. He knows what that look on your face means: you are smitten with your new boss- J is so your type.

"Oh my God, I didn't know Mister J is such a nice piece of a.."

"Y/N, you found us!" Frost interrupts your train of thought, signaling you to follow him.

**** You can't take your eyes off him; you are totally infatuated with the Joker. Your cousin completely hates it that you two shamelessly flirt all the time. J calls you all these pet names and he can tell you love it. Frost wants to throw up every time he witnesses all this shit. Too bad for him because you absolutely adore your boss.

"Princess, go get Daddy a drink," he asks while organizing the maps on his desk.

"Right away, Mister J," you grin and go get it for him. The Joker is concentrating on his project, grabs his glass and without even realizing it he takes your hand and briefly kisses it:

"You're such a good Doll."

You never had a heart attack before, but you are pretty sure that is what it would feel like.

Holy crap, I'll never wash my hand again! you promise yourself, excited to the maximum.

**** You have to go to the penthouse and pick up some explosives. Getting around a living room might seem like an easy task for a skilled hit woman such as yourself but it all goes to shit when you see the Joker coming out of his bedroom with just a towel around his waist.

The two neurons in your brain that survived the visual impact have a hard time connecting because you can't think right now. You are basically drooling.