The Joker x Reader Imagines 💚

Lost Part 4

Your son died and everything came crashing down really fast. Who would have thought the King and Queen of Gotham have hearts that can break?

At first you walk fast then you start running when you see the building in the distance.

"Come on, baby!" you rush J even if you don't have to: he's right beside you. Your henchmen follow closely and you all stop once you get in front of the blue structure.

"You guys secure the perimeter; me and Y/N are going in!" The Joker instructs everyone on what to do, shouting orders while you just can't wait any longer and kick the door open, dashing inside.

"Princess, wait!!!" you hear him shout behind you, "The place might be rigged!!!"

You don't even care at this point, which is stupid and you realize it, but the thought of Kase being so close makes everything else fade. J catches up with you and traps your body against the wall for a few seconds:

"Stop, stop, please stop!" he begs, slowly backing out. "They might have explosives all over, I don't want you hurt."

You sniffle, upset, taking a deep breath and trying to calm down:

"I know, but I can't help it, our son might be a few steps away."

The Joker doesn't reply; he just starts walking, signaling you to follow. You try to look around as carefully as you can, yet the impatience growing up inside you makes it hard to focus. You wipe your forehead with one hand, panting, holding J's really tight with the other. He suddenly leans and quickly kisses your temple, continuing to be silent. You don't feel like talking either.

Such a long corridor and so many rooms. Where the hell is the basement? Is Kase really here? Your thoughts are interrupted by the fast clicking sound to your left and you only have time to push J to the ground before the loud blast almost knocks you unconscious against the wall. You fall down on top of him and it takes you a few good moments before the ringing in your ears starts to disappear. That's when you realize J is talking to you:

"Are you OK?... Hey, answer me, are you OK?" he tries to push you up but there is so much rubble on both of you it's hard to move. You scream in pain when you realize your right side of the body hurts really bad. "What is it?" he asks, stopping his motion and his hands go down your waist until he feels the sharp piece of glass. You scream again, letting your head fall back on his chest.

"Oh my God, don't touch it, it hurts like hell!"

"Jesus, Princess, hold on," he grunts, carefully getting from under you, pushing bricks and stones around so he can help you up. You whimper, leaning against him, starting to cough from all the dust flying around.

He tries to clean your face a bit, then gets on his knees so he can assess the damage on your wound.

"It doesn't look good, Pumpkin, but I don't think I should take this out," he tells you while attempting to pretend he's not worried sick. " I think we should get back and..."