✨You ain't shit say she ain't got nothing good to say but this you ain't shit~✨
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It had been a total of 3 months since he had seen his clown, Bruce knew it was wrong, it was disgusting, sickening but he loved the chase, he loved their fights he was like an attic relapsing, everything from his curly soft green hair to down to his orange suit. He was his other half he would never tell this to the clown's face but they both knew it.
Bruce was at a point in his life where he didn't care, he needed his clown, The joker was everything, he could ever ask for
Someone who was just as crazy as him but also had a soft side.
"Joker"
He said making the man turn around looking at him
"Uh, basty I'm a little confused on why you're here it's usually the other way around-
The joker said rambling cutely in Bruce's heart fluttered the smiling green hair weirdo HIS weirdo.
Bruce yanked his arms in a rough manner pinning him to the wall
The joker on the verge of an anxiety attack looked down why was he so close? Arthur who had been taking his meds in affording to get better, was confused why was Batman here he hadn't committed any crimes other than break out Arkham but he did it so much they were used to it they even built in a little door for him.
"Look at me"
He said grabbing his chin looking at his green Emerald eye, Bruce almost lost all his self-control.
"W-what do want"
Eyes looking down he wasn't the joker right now he was Arthur a man who struggled with happiness, and other mental disorders all though batman was a big benefit in the happiness department not that he would let him have that glory of knowing.
He was vulnerable and he didn't like it at entirely.
"You"
Bruce said letting his arms go
Pushing their lips Together
The Arthur stood there in shock his heart pounding was this real?
He backed up from the kiss looking at batman in shock
Before shaking his head
"Is this real or am I in one of my fantasy world because I swear I've been taking m-my meds-
He said peeking in disappointment
He was trying hard to stay on the right track to be a good man after killing his mother he had no remorse, but he wasn't getting better for anyone other than himself his was done being picked on and beat on. Bruce made him feel something it was warm even outside of being Batman and the joker,
"Arthur"
Bruce said softly grabbing the side of the man face squishing his cheeks while he just blushed
"Yes"
Bruce doesn't Reply all he does is bring the man face lips to his Arthur moaning into the kiss their tongue dance fighting over dominance, before pulling away
"Your mine" is all bat a man says before jumping out the window leaving a red a faced Arthur who didn't use to this kind of treatment.
"W-what the hell"
He said softly touching his lips in a slight panic he grabbed his phone before dialing Harley's number.
What did this mean? Did Bruce feel the same way he did or is he playing around, yes on his free time he was psychotic clown but this didn't mean he liked his feelings being played with nobody could ever love him, what was their to love?
"Yes puddin"
He immediately calmed at the sound of her voice.
"Basty just came and kissed me and I don't know I've been waiting for this moments for the longest but now it feels like I'm being played" he said chest aching at the thought of Batman not really liking him.
"What did he say I'm on my way"
She asked slightly squealing her ship was finally fucking sailing
"All he said was your mine what does that mean," he asked most of his childhood was filled with abuse and his teen life was basically taking care of his mother so he Hadn't Experience anything, but abuse.
"Puddin I think batman just claimed you" she said with a laugh
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A month later•
Arthur didn't know why he was here but now he regretted it his anxiety their the roof,
"Master Bruce their is a guess here"Alfred said siping his tea
Soon bruce came down looking rather sexy in Arthur words not that he would say that and embarrassing himself.
"Why are you here"
He said Very cold and harsh
Ouch see Arthur knew this was a bad idea
"U-uh I- I w-wanted to talk you about the- the kiss" he said timidly
He had a feeling this was mistake
His chest hurt, why was bruce acting cold.
"I lied about what I said your psychotic because of you my parents are dead," he said narrowing his eyebrows in disgust how could he be in love with his parent's murder he was disappointed in himself the joker will always be the joker
Arthur looked down with glassy eyes his chest ached his heart shattered Bruce was right how funny of him to think someone could love him. Technical he wasn't the one who killed his parents but he was the one the people of Gotham worship.
At this moment Bruce wanted nothing more than to shower the man in kisses, his eyes even as tears flooded his eyes they still looked beautiful.
"I'm sowwy"
Arther said muffled over his big sweater.
Soon after that He ran he just kept running and running
Bruce immediately regretting what he said ran right after, him right on his tail Grabbing the back of his green hair yanking it extremely hard
Arthur let a moan liking the roughness.
Bruce looked at him with a questioning look before
Turning him around his dark blue color eyes looking deep into Arthurs green one's.
"Stop let me.....go"
Arthur said squirming under Bruce touch
"Look at me J"
"What'"
He snapped looking at the bigger man.
"I'm sorry I was in the moment I didn't mean anything I said I know it wasn't your fault"
Bruce realize this was probably his only chance to truly to express how he felt
"Whatever you said what you said and you were right it's best if we just stop what ever this before one of us gets hu-
Bruce lips pushed a gentle kiss to Arthur's lips.
Their mouths clasped into eachother like a puzzle, the taste of
passion
Pleasure
Appreciation
And
Love
All filled into one
Arthur pulled away panting in a kinda Ahegao face making Bruce cock twitch. Bruce could use this to his advantage
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[no smut for this chapter]
Arthur's eyes fluttered his hair everywhere the slow rhythm of Bruce's chest slowly calming him as he buried deeper in the man's chest enjoy his scent of mint and pine cones.
Everything was perfect In that moment
