My Favorite Psychopath // Joker x Reader One Shots

#101 bruises

It was supposed to be just an easy in and out mission. All y/n had to do was grabbed the damn bag and ran to the car. Mister J was already waiting behind the steeling wheel, yet her stupidity got a big time lesson.
Before y/n could get to the door, she felt a sudden brutal grip on her tiny arm. The strong impact send her backwards, she stumbled and fell with her side hit the ground hard. For a second, y/n was confused as to why'd she find herself on the floor. Her little brain still couldn't process what had just happened. All she knew was that her arm and her side felt hurt. That was until she looked up and saw a huge guard standing tall over her. Gotham national bank's guard. He was pointing his gun at her "Don't move" The guard warned. Y/n's heart suddenly raced fast against her chest at how instant the situation turned south. Mister J was waiting for her. He would be so mad if she made him wait! No matter how scared y/n was at the man in front of her, she was more scared of the Joker. She'd rather die than to let her mister J down. And, without concerning for her well being, in one swift movement, y/n bolted up on her feet and lunged at the guard. She managed to take his gun and throw it away. He didn't see that coming, he thought y/n would cry and beg for her life. He was right thought. She was scared to death, but the fear of letting mister J down was greater. Y/n took the opportunity the guard was still dumbfounded trying to run for the beg, but joker was on her, before she could run away, she felt a strong impact hit her right under her eye, knocked the breath out of her.

Bang!

The Joker's eyes suddenly widened as he turned his head to the side after hearing the gunshot. That weird feeling immediately weighed in his chest, the feeling he could never understand, but he hated it. It creeped up into his fucked up heart every time he thought something bad might happened to y/n. He send her into the bank, ordered her to get the money and come out as fast as possible. Though she had been in there for quiet a while now, and the gunshot sound earlier made him feel sick. What if she failed? What if they got her? What if she... died? No no no it was just an easy task. He believed she could do it, and he never wrong. He was the Joker, and the Joker could never be wrong! She was fine. She had to be. Then J saw the glass door opened and a girl ran out with huge bag in her hand. She had her head down to the ground, altogether with her face hidden under the hoodie, her hair all over and the darkness of the night, it was almost hard to tell who she was. Though mister J could recognize his girl anyway. The clown's mouth curved into a huge grin as he saw y/n running out with the money "Come on, baby" Mister J said with a huge smile. God, she was such a good girl. He knew she wouldn't let him down. Y/n hurriedly opened the car door and jumped in. The moment she got in, Joker didn't waste a single second as he sped away, cracking his maniac laughing.
"Ohhh, daddy's proud of you" Mister J said as one of his hand left the steeling wheel and found her thigh. Though y/n didn't say anything. She didn't even look at him! Her face stay hidden under the hoodie as she kept her head facing the window. All the ride back home, she didn't even look at him for once!

Once mister J pulled the car over in front of their home, y/n rushed out of the vehicle and into the building "Y/n" J called after her, but she didn't turn around. This wasn't like his baby doll at all! How dared she ignore him! "Y/n!!" The Joker said again, this time louder. He chased after her into the fancy house as y/n rushed up the stairs. What was wrong with her? "Y/n talk to me" Mister J hissed just to have her slammed the bathroom door shut in his face. He didn't even see her face after the robbery. Y/n had never been like this.

Stupid stupid y/n she yelled at herself in her mind as she locked the door "Open up y/n, now! Don't make me repeat myself!" She could see just how mad he was the his voice "I'll... I'll be out in a minute, baby" She said. Slightly flinched at the loud bang on the door, and another, and another "Now, y/n, open up!" The clown yelled from the other side as another bang followed. He was kicking it and y/n could hear the cracking sound of the wooden door getting closer and closer to breaking. Knowing she didn't have much time, y/n pulled the hoodie of her head as she looked in the mirror. What staring back was a stupid girl with large, ugly, purple bruise under her eye. After that guard punched her, she managed to get his gun and shot him in the face, but that didn't change the fact she got herself hurt. She couldn't let mister J see the bruise. He was going to be disappointed in her. He was going to be mad at her for being so weak!