My Favorite Psychopath // Joker x Reader One Shots

#111 two hearts in one home

It was evening in Gotham, and it was raining cats and dogs. Once again, mister J had left y/n alone all by herself, soaked in rain after the heist didn't go as planned. The cops shown up which left the Joker no choice but to leave early. Y/n fell behind, and now, she was walking through the pouring rain trying to get back home. After all, it was important the Joker left the scene fist. He knew if y/n got caught, he could break her out later anyway.

Y/n hugged herself for some sort of warmth. It didn't provide any. The car ran passed by causing the puddle on the street to splash all over her already soaked foam. She was cold to the bones! Y/n quickened her pace. She just wanted to get home to her sweet mister J as fast as possible, hopefully she could make it home before night. Just then, y/n saw a couple walked towards her. They were both under an umbrella. The man was the one holding it. His jacket was over the woman's shoulders, and her arm around his waist. It was obvious they didn't enjoy the rain. Though the both of them had smiles plastered on the faces as she nuzzled her face on the crook of his neck. The both of them walked pass y/n, and she turned her head back just to look at the happy couple without even realized it. Her doe eyes were filled with the mixture of envy, sadness, and curiosity. Envy that this woman was lucky to have the man she loved treated her with nothing but love. Sad because y/n knew she could never be this lucky. Mister J would never spoil her rotten. Curious about what'd it feel like to have, if mister J were to treat her like this. The lighting strikes made y/n jump, snapped her back to reality. Silly her. She should stop daydreaming already. She dated the Joker! What'd she expect? That he would hold an umbrella for her and allow her to wrap her arm around him, snuggle up to him? Silly her. Y/n shook her head at her nonsense fantasy. Mister J loved her. He was just a little rough sometimes, but she wouldn't change it for the world. Only him could make her feel like the luckiest girl.
Y/n kept her glare on the street, her arms held tightly across her chest as she was on the way home. It was a long walk, but if she tried, she could make it to the destination before the sky got dark.

The Joker sat on his fancy couch, his hand rested on the cushion, his eyes focused on the movie. Then, he heard the front door open. The clown turned to the side, and there she was. His queen in all her glory, completely soaked her whole body was shaking uncontrollably from the coldness "H-hi, baby" Y/n greeted and force a smile at him. It was hard to speak or smile properly when her teeth kept chattering and her body was shivering. Joker looked her from head to toes, took in her condition. God, y/n knew how pathetic she looked, and she couldn't help but feel embarrassed he had to see her like this! Mister J went quiet for a while as if he was in thought. Y/n felt nervous every time the Joker was in thought. She could never know what was going on in his head, was he thinking about making her leave? Because look at her! Her condition right at the moment was nothing but pathetic! Y/n was silently praying he wouldn't kick her out. A few seconds later, mister J nodded and turned his attention back to the movie. Y/n took the hint and walked further inside, passed him and to the bathroom. She sighed in relief he didn't kick her out.
Y/n didn't know but after she walked pass him, the Joker turned his head to her direction. He was in a battle with himself. Part of him told him y/n was just a toy. Though another part, the bigger part told him what a dickhead he was for leaving her there in pouring rain. As he saw her condition, something in his chest ached. After continued debating with himself for a while, Joker growled. He paused the movie and stood up before stormed over to y/n. His heavy steps made her turned around and saw he was now standing tall only an inch away from her "Baby?..." Y/n asked. Instead of saying anything, Joker gripped her arm rather violently. He didn't mean to grab her so tight. This was just how he normally touched her since, apparently, he didn't know how to be gentle. Y/n was kinda used to it but her body could never. His normal touch always left marks and bruises here and there, but y/n didn't mind. The Joker walked her to the bathroom. Y/n stood still like a good little girl... as still as she could since she was still shivering mister J could hear the sound of her teeth chattering in her mouth. He ordered her to stay as he walked out the room, and came back moment later with fluffy towel, cozy sweatshirt and sweatpants. Mister J usually didn't allow y/n to wear something like this. He liked to see his girl in royal outfits, but now, y/n needed to stay warm. The Joker undressed her and started to dry her up with the fluffy towel. Y/n used the opportunity snuggled up to him, earned a chuckle from mister J. She was such a child. After her was done drying her, mister J dressed her in cozy clothes. Y/n seemed to get a lot more better. She stopped shivering, and the smile on her face wasn't forced anymore. Joker gave her a peck on her cheek before walked out the door. Y/n followed like a lost little puppy she was. The clown returned to the comfy couch before grabbed the remote control and continued with the movie. Y/n sat down on the opposite side of the couch. She wouldn't dare go and sit in his lap without his permission. She needed to have his permission first before she could touch him. It was the unspoken rule. Mister J hated it when someone touched him without him saying so. It could lead to the worst punishment, and y/n didn't enjoy bruises and broken bones. So the only time she could have her favorite seat was when Joker patted his lap as a signal. She never had the guts to ask, too afraid he'd say no, and if he was in a bad mood, she could ended up getting slapped or yelled at. Y/n looked at the huge screen and saw they were watching Evil Dead reboot.