BROKEN MINDS (harley quinn & joker fanfic) (harley's p.o.v.)
BROKEN MINDS
(harley quinn & joker fanfic)
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"would you die for me?"
(sorry my writing is short chp.2 will be out soon though)

BROKEN MINDS (harley quinn & joker fanfic) (harley's p.o.v.)

*CHAPTER ONE*

"would you die for me?"

"would you die for me?" Joker asks, his voice serious. "yes." he smiles.

"would you die for me?" Joker asks, his voice serious. "yes." he smiles. "that's too easy. would you...would you live for me?" I don't hesitate. "yes."

"careful...do not say this oath thoughtlessly. desire becomes surrender, surrender becomes power." he pauses.

"careful...do not say this oath thoughtlessly. desire becomes surrender, surrender becomes power." he pauses. "do you want this?" i stare into his eyes, loving the intensity. "i do."

"careful...do not say this oath thoughtlessly. desire becomes surrender, surrender becomes power." he pauses. "do you want this?" i stare into his eyes, loving the intensity. "i do." " Say it, say it, say it… Pretty, pretty, pretty…" "please," i plead, knowing whats about to happen.

"God, you’re so… good." he nods to the vat of acid below us. this is it, i think, this is the test. i spread my arms out, and let my weight pull me back.

i fall.

the acid is warm, but my body is cold. my lungs are burning, and i think im going to drown, when he appears.

the acid is warm, but my body is cold. my lungs are burning, and i think im going to drown, when he appears. joker kisses me, bringing warmth to my frozen bones.

.............................

"harley..." "HARLEY!!" i am propelled into consciousness by joker's voice. "yes puddin?" my voice is scratchy and my throat feels dry.

"you were mumbling in your sleep again...it was distracting me from my work," he says.

"you were mumbling in your sleep again...it was distracting me from my work," he says. "sorry, puddin, it was just a bad dream," i stutter out. i know how angry he can get when i interrupt him.

to my surprise, joker sits beside me and caresses my cheek. "tell me about it?"

to my surprise, joker sits beside me and caresses my cheek. "tell me about it?" "i...i can't."

to my surprise, joker sits beside me and caresses my cheek. "tell me about it?" "i...i can't." "oh.." he rises to his feet, walks to his desk, and grips his chair. his back is to me, and i can see his muscles tense under his skin.

"tell me one thing, love." "hm?"

"tell me one thing, love." "hm?" "the dream..."

"was it about me?"

*END OF CHAPTER ONE* ~J

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