MAD • Joker x Harley Quinn (Book 1) ✓

8: Superior

♛H.Q.♛

• chapter eight | Superior

"Don't raise your voice at me."

I'm sitting on a desk as I watched Puddin' handle and was about to strangle one of his men.

"I don't fucking care."

Oh, bad move.

Joker then turned his back to the man, running his fingers decorated with rings and my most favorite one that is placed on his ring finger, was a ring that had my name on it. He ran his fingers through his electric green hair, and growled before turning back to face him again, "What a bad mouth ya got there." He laughed, almost barely a whisper.

Even though he's laughing maniacally, his eyes shows his true emotions, and one was only shown, anger.

I sat there, brushing the red nail polish onto my nails, looking at it proudly of my own work. I wore a white tank top and sweatpants as I sat on the desk with my legs crossed, hearing and watching the scene before me.

He brought me to his other hideout, which where all his meetings with his men are held. It wasn't the first time, but this is definitely the first that I saw someone talk back to Puddin'.

In a split second, a loud slap echoed through the whole room, his palm went across the man's face, his whole cheek immediately turning red. I smirked at the sight, it was fun to see Puddin' hurting someone. "God, you're making me smile!" He dragged out after letting out a hard sigh.

All of the men was stunned on their places, they haven't expected how hard he could get. The specific male that made Puddin' upset was now looking down at the ground shamefully. "Cat got your tongue? Huh?" He mocked, a small laugh following after as his hand met the other side of his cheek again. "Talk back to me!" He shouted, both of his hands gripped onto the collar of the shirt and pushed him against the wall with no mercy or gentleness at all. Making the guy wince in pain behind him.

I placed down the nail polish on the desk and my eyes is now glued onto the scene of him torturing the disrespectful guy.

"Ya know, I like ya." He grinned, his hand then running across his face where it ached the most, obviously doing it in purpose. "You're so intense!" He grunted before his fist met his face. Joker repeatedly smashed the poor guy's face with his bare hands until he was on the ground lifeless.

The other henchmen were looking away from the horrid scene while I watched it, watching his every move.

He then got back up and leaned his head back before letting out a low groan, "Anyone who wants to end up the same fate as him?" He questions everyone in the room, gesturing the now dead body behind him, "Anyone who sees themselves higher than me, myself?" He barked out, making the others flinch including Frost who stood beside him. "That's what I thought!" Joker boomed and threw a nearby chair at all of them, "Now get back to fucking work!"

He gestured Frost to get out of the room as everyone else ran back to their places, leaving me and Puddin' in one room. "Don't stress yourself, puddin'." I stated, still sitting on the desk as I waited for my nail polish to dry up on my nails. "Ya look horrible whenever you get mad."

"You think?" He chuckled as he walked towards me, "I think I look ten times hotter with blood all over my body." He winked, his arms then snaking around my tiny body and kissed my shoulder.

"Nah."

"You're so goddamn mean at times, pumpkin." He mocked a small pout, looking up at me from him watching the nails I did for myself.

I giggled at his action and gave him a peck on his lips, "Because you're mean." I pulled out my tongue to tease before giggling again on his arms.

I could tell he felt irritated by my joke, but he decided against it and only pouted, "You're so cute!" I chanted, pinching both of his cheeks hard.

"Ow!"

"Ow!" I winced when he slapped my hand off of his face, I then gave him a glare, "How dare you!"

"How dare you!"

"How dare you!" This wasn't going anywhere.

"How dare you!" He mocked again, mimicking me.

"How dare y-" I was cut off when he slammed his lips against mine, shutting me off completely.