Toxic

Club Goin' Up

-From Joker's POV-

It had been about 6 days since the encounter with Y/n and it was still replaying in my mind. That bastard idiot Bones was telling the truth; as soon as I met Blue, I noticed that he fit the description to a T. If that wasn't enough, I don't know any henchmen who dress like that and watch movies, but even more so him kissing her goodnight in front of me was just the nail in the coffin. But then her kissing me in the car? Oh, doll. You have no idea what you've just done. I love a good cat-and-mouse game. Especially if it's with my doll.

My doll.

My doll.

Yeah, my doll. Nobody else could have her and that's final.

"SCOTTY BOY!!" I yell from in my office. He comes shuffling in the room. "Bring whoever you need with you to go find Bones' car and bring it to me. It should still be parked at that cruddy restaurant. Hot wire if needed. Whatever. But I want it here by the end of the day." I tell him. He nods and leaves the room without saying anything else.

I took my phone out and began looking for a florist service and a delivery service. Time to let doll know the game has began.

-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

-From your POV-

Blue sat on the sofa across from me, arms crossed and tapping his leg. He had been tense and touchy all week after Joker's little visit. "You're trying to tell me you never dated him? Then why does he hate me so much?" he questioned. I had one arm resting on the top of the couch, leaning my hand against my temple. I lightly shrugged and shook my head.

"No idea why. Why take it out on me?" I ask. He rolls his eyes.

"Because you're obviously skating around the truth." he says more annoyed. I sigh.

"You wanna know? We were business partners. That is all. We never dated, never kissed, never hooked up. Not even as much as a hug." Two lies and a truth. "So as to why he would hate you? I don't know. Why do you think it is?" I ask him.

"Because you guys have the relationship dynamic of exes. That's why he would hate me. Jealousy." he says.

"You just work for me. Why would he be jealous?" I say. I see his leg stop tapping and then he stares at me before scoffing and standing up to leave. "Wait, where are you going??" I stand up and follow him.

"Just work for you?? Is that what this is to you? A joke? A cute little boss-employee affair?" he asks in a harsh tone. Internal sigh. I put my hand up to his cheek.

"No, you're much more than that to me." I say in a convincing tone.

"Then say it. Say it and mean it or I'm leaving and not coming back, Y/n." he said sternly. Y/n. Something about him saying my name didn't sit right with me. I just... no. I didn't want to hear him say it. Something about it was just bleh. I lightly place my hands on his shoulders and look into his eyes.

"Blue, you are so much more to me than just a worker. You even mean more to me than any working relationship or friendship I had with J... Joker, I mean." I lie. He sighs.

"A boyfriend?" No.....

"Yes! Exactly it. You're my boyfriend, and I'm your girlfriend. All yours." Another lie. He smiles softly at my words. He tilts his forehead forward, placing it against mine. "Please, limit how much you have to interact with him?" he suggests. HAHAHA HELL NO.

"Of course, anything for you." I smile at him.

We go back into the living room and sit down and pick out Avengers: Age of Ultron. He puts his arm around my shoulder meaning I spent 2 hours convincing myself in my head to ignore it. God I hate when people touch me. When the movie ended, I sprung up off the couch and went into the kitchen to start making myself something to eat. "So," he walks over to the kitchen. "Can I take you out now, as your boyfriend?" he asks me. I move my eyes up to his for a moment.