MAD • Joker x Harley Quinn (Book 1) ✓

26: Dream

♛H.Q.♛

• chapter twenty-six | Dream

I ignored J for another reason, specifically. Not just because he comes home late in the evening and keeps me waiting, it's because of my dream. My fantasy.

I've been dreaming of this ever since I became Harley Quinn, I became the Joker's Queen and ruled Gotham along side him. It felt great, having someone so powerful beside you, he would kill anyone for you, he would do anything for you. I was living the life of a teenage girl's dream.

But I had my own, which will never happen, not in a million years. I asked him about this once, but he completely laughed it off and just took it as a joke. But it was a genuine question that I wanted an answer coming from his very lips.

But then, I took it as a no. He ignored the question, everytime I pull up the topic about it, he would laugh or change ghe subject. He didn't want it obviously.

What, may you ask? Having a Family of our own.

I dreamt of it, and it made me regret dreaming of it at the memory of J refusing about it.

It just looks so cute.

His arm around my waist, pulling close to him as we laid on the bed, his other combing our child's locks as they both listened to what I was reading for the two of them. It felt so real, so adorable. Our child - daughter, having my blonde locks, Puddin's magnificent icy eyes and his lips. Her skin was pale, just like mine and J's. Her tiny hands fiddled around his green hair as they continued on listening to me. I was resting om his shoulder whilst his hand stroking my hair softly, he just loves to stroke my hair, and now, he had another one with the same hair as I have.

It must be great to have our family. And in my dream, J looked so calm and controlled, as if he learned how to control his bad temper. He looked so fresh and calm, its like he hasn't been stressed at all.

And it got me thinking, what if there's a little monster running around this very house? Will that make Puddin' more relaxed just to see our little girl? Or boy.

It would be cute.

But I was snapped back to reality when I realized, I'm still a goddamn virgin.

Yes, we make out, go further than that, but he had never really touched me. I told him it wouldn't be the time, but I was surprised he didn't do it so forcefully, he actually waited for me to tell him I'm ready.

He may be dangerous, he may be mad, but I know inside him, there is a little kindness and respect. At least he often shows me.

"Hey, Harls." I snapped when Puddin' that is beside me snapped his fingers in front of me.

I didn't realize we were lying on the couch after we ate lunch. He told me he finished work early today to spend a little time with me before he moves on with jis work. And now, we are snuggled up against each other. My legs rested over his lap, my head rested on his shoulder while the other, rubbed my thighs softly. He wore a plain black shirt and a trouser, he took of his shoes after he was whining in front of me for ignoring him.

We were watching The Simpsons. Giggling at some episodes where Homer would often argue with his wife, Marge. Those this series actually shows me what would happen if me and Puddin' had a family? I bet all the craziness will be lessen like in the series. But still!

I then looked up at him when he suddenly spoke out of nowhere, "I want a donut."