MAD • Joker x Harley Quinn (Book 1) ✓

16: Loving

♛H.Q.♛

• chapter sixteen | Loving

"I'm sorry, baby.."

I can't stop recalling how my Puddin' looked so cute and innocent when he said those words as sincere as he can.

"Oh, love.." I giggled as I began squealing, hugging the pillow close to me, but wincing right after when my swollen cheek came in contact with the pillow. "Ow.."

"Didn't I tell ya to stop letting your cheek hit something?" I heard Joker grunt as he walked in the bedroom, holding a cloth that wrapped around the ice underneath.

He apologized, so I forgave him.

He then sat down beside me and softly touched my cheek, looking at it closely, "I'm sorry for doing such damage to your face, pumpkin..." He coos, rubbing his thumb through it, gently to avoid hurting me.

I then smiled at him, I knew he cares for me, he's just afraid to show it.

He then let the cloth with ice touch my cheek, I winced a bit, but then he smiled at me and kissed me, "Don't be a drama queen, it wouldn't hurt that long, babe." He chuckled right after he kissed me, keeping his hand on the cloth.

"Thank you, Puddin'." I smiled at him, giggling a little.

"Ya shouldn't be thanking me, babe." He stated, pushing a strand of hair behind my ear, "After all, I'm the one who ruined our date night." He laughed awkwardly.

"Oh no! It's fine, honest."

He then gave me a small smile before giving me another kiss again, "I love you." I whispered to him, which he only replied with a smile.

He had never said I love you or I love you, too. I never get him to say it to me. But, I didn't want just three words confirming if he loves me, the proof I needed is just him taking care of me and loving me.

He then pulled the cloth away and looked at her almost healing bruise, "Would ya look at that, it's already healin'."

I then bit my lip and fiddled with my fingers, looking down to my feet, "What's wrong, pumpkin pie?"

"Why didn't ya want me out of the house without ya knowing or even without ya?"

He then let out a sigh, before placing the cloth on the desk and looked back to me, "Harls, pumpkin pie, honey." He soothes, pulling me close to him, cuddling me. "Wanna know the truth?"

I then nodded, as if I was a small child answering if I wanted cookies.

"It's because I didn't want anyone knowing I have a girlfriend." He answered, playing with my hair strands, "I couldn't risk Batman taking ya away from me for blackmail. And same goes to the others that is against me, us."

Now I understand.

I could feel my cheeks redden from his words, it was the first time he expressed what he felt to me. The reason why he didn't want me out. I don't know if I should obey him now, since I do need freedom, and I want to known by everyone.

But if that's what my Puddin' wants.

I then wrapped my arms around his torso and cuddled him close, before I smirked to my idea and suddenly pushed him against the bed, making him lightly yelp.

I hopped on his lap and laid my head on his bare chest, nuzzling onto him like a baby. A faint chuckle escaped his lips and just kissed my forehead before he looked at me. "You're really somethin', honey." He whispered against my ear, making me giggle.

"Because I'm the one and only Mistah J's property." I replied and crashed my lips onto his.

He kissed me back, gripping my hair so that he could kiss me even deeper. I let out a small moan when I felt his hands on my ass, lightly squeezing it. My hand then made its way to his hair, ruffling it from time to time as our tongues fought for dominance. Obviously, him winning.

"Let me make it up to you today, honey."