The Joker x Reader Imagines 💚

Trapped Part 1

Almost one year ago, someone tried to kill The Joker in a speeding car and Y/N pushed him out of the way, getting hit instead. With a fractured skull and broken bones, she was out of business for 6 months; when she finally recovered, The Queen of Gotham wasn't the same anymore. Trapped inside her own mind and exhibiting severe cognitive impairment, Y/N's life switched upside down without any hope of ever returning to normal.

"Do you think she's faking it?" Santos whispers and his boss Jericho replies under his breath.

"Nope, not faking it. Y/N's been like that since she recovered from the accident 5 months ago."

The mobster and the newbie bodyguard watch you in silence while you cuddle with your yellow teddy bear: from time to time you kiss its forehead and then squeeze him tightly in your arms again.

"I heard rumors," Santos addresses the gossip. "Is it true she's like that because of Mister Joker?"

"Kind of," Jericho mumbles. "Someone tried to kill him in a speeding car and Y/N pushed him out of the way; she got hit instead. Full impact, you know? Broken bones and fractured skull plus an inoperable hematoma that presses on her frontal lobe. She was out of business for 6 months and when she finally recovered... Well, you can see the result; major cognitive impairment. Not herself anymore..."

"You sure are informed boss," Santos chuckles. "Weird a man like Mister Joker chose to allow this situation for so many months: 6 months for her to recover then 5 extra ones of this behavior... He's not tolerant person."

Jericho lifts his shoulders up, indifferent to the henchman's insinuations.

"How do you think sex is?" Santos winks and a crabby voice freezes the words on his lips.

"Challenging," J growls, displeased at the speculation on his private life.

The two mobsters turn in their chair and he passes by in a hurry, taking a sit by you on the small couch situated in the middle of the warehouse.

"I'm done inspecting the cargo, looks good. My crew is putting the money together for the payment; should be done shortly."

Alarm chimes on his cellphone and he detaches a tiny pouch out of his suit's pocket, getting your attention too.

"Hey Pumpkin, you have to take your meds."

"Hm?..." the confused Y/N stares at him as she bounces the teddy bear on her knees.

"Here, take this," J offers 3 capsules with a bottle of water and you have difficulty understanding the request. Yet he's not annoyed and helps you regardless of having an audience: The Joker plainly doesn't give a damn.

"Perhaps if you give her a lollipop she'll be receptive; might improve sex also," Santos snorts, ignoring Jericho's instant warning:

"Watch your mouth!"