Christmas Imagine: Jerome Valeska

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Pair: Jerome Valeska x Reader

Warnings: nothing

Word count: 170

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It was your tradition to bake cookies for Santa. Your grandma did it and taught you that, before your family decide to kill her because she knows too much.

It was a peaceful evening, you were making cookies when you heard footsteps behind you.

"What are you doin' princess?" you heard Jerome's voice from behind you, then you felt his hands on your waist.

"Cookies for Santa" you answered.

"But why?"

"My grandma taught me that. And this is the only tradition that I do and is connected to my family" you said with sigh. Memories with your family weren't one you like or even talked about. You hated your family. That's why you burn their house and then you landed in Arkham, where you met Jerome- your boyfriend.

"Could I help you?" he asked standing next to you.

"Of course honey" you said with a smile. An that's how you spend your evening. Very peacefully. Baking cookies with Jerome.

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