The Joker x Reader Imagines 💚

Lady Silence Part 2

Frost's younger sister came to live with him 6 months ago; one could say Y/N is a bit of an oddball because she doesn't talk and she doesn't like to be touched. The Joker allowed her to help the crew from time to time without knowing that the only reason for the woman's presence amidst them was actually him.

You stretch a little bit and yawn, wanting to cuddle up in Shiro's arms when you realize he's not in bed; that makes you open one eye and after a few moments of confusion you see your husband standing by the windows.

"What time is it?" a sleepy Y/N inquires.

"Almost 6," he smiles and you get on your elbow, signaling him to return by your side.

"It's still early," you slide down the pillows and he doesn't need another invitation when you propose: "Let's have a lazy morning."

Shiro glares at the sunrise while running his fingers through his long hair, perfectly aware of how attractive you find his gesture. You even opened both eyes to savor the view: wearing nothing more than a pair of boxers, the head of the Ozunu clan knows that he doesn't have to put too much effort in order to get his wife's attention.

He snickers as soon as you yank him in your embrace and start covering his face in soft kisses; there's nothing Shiro enjoys more besides the intimacy of a marriage he risked everything for, including succession to Yakuza leadership.

"I saw The Joker walking by," he informs and you don't seem surprised.

"Probably he can't sleep and decided to explore the property."

"Most than likely; maybe some stuff will look familiar," your husband agrees and wants to share his thoughts on yesterday's events but something about the tone in your voice stops him.

"I couldn't have asked for a better partner in life," you whisper and peck his lips. "I really don't know what I would do without you."

Shiro touches your nose with his, paying attention since he knows you too well: you're getting upset and he has an idea why.

"The honor is all mine," he growls and hugs you tighter when the question echoes in the quiet bedroom:

"Do you know what I miss the most?" and your bottom lip quivers as you continue. "Our son sneaking in here at the crack of dawn and his little feet thumping on the floor... "

Shiro caresses the small of your back in a faint attempt to soothe you.

"Me too," he sniffles and you start crying on his shoulder.

"I m-miss our b-baby," the heartbroken Y/N barely manages to utter. "There's so much silence without him..."

"I miss him too... more than anything..." the other grieving parent admits and wipes your tears. "I've been thinking lately..." and he hesitates for a few seconds," that I would l like us to try for another baby. Hm?..."