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Beauty and the Clown

Summary - Can you write a Joker imagine where he kidnaps Y/N cause he loves her and keeps her locked up waiting for her to start loving him and he makes y/n kiss him a lot but y/n tells him she won’t and he’s actually really sad? You can choose the ending to this.

Pairing -   Joker X Female Reader

WordCount - 2,007

Requested by -  Anon

Warnings - Kidnapping and Death.

Coughing, Y/N eyes fluttered open the coldness of the concrete floor becoming apparent as she sat up her eyes analysing the room, four concrete walls completely bare minus the one barricaded window. How did I get here? What happened? Why don’t I remember anything? I was off to go to dinner with some old school friends and then nothing? All of the thoughts fluttered around like a collection of birds. Y/N struggled to get up, her head spun like she had been sitting on a chair that been spun a few hundred times.

“Ha. Ha. Ha looks like my sleeping beauty is finally awake, it’s alright my sweet. Nothing is going to hurt you anymore” Y/N eyes darted to the man in the door, the long purple coat and trousers, the green of his waistcoat and the lilac on his shirt, the white face paint, the blackened eyes and the red lipstick that covered way past the boundaries of his lips…. The Joker. One of Gotham’s most notorious criminals. Y/N backed up against the wall as she slid down it, quivering in fear.

“W-What…do…you…want…from…me?” Y/N quivered, Joker wasn’t shocked by her reaction but that doesn’t mean it didn’t hurt. The Joker had been watching Y/N for nearly a year and a half, over the course of that time Joker had fallen for the young woman, her beauty, her charismatic personality, she also had a wonderful sense of humour. Y/N was everything that the Joker wasn’t and that fascinated him.

“Want from you? Oh, I don’t want anything from you. Have you ever got yourself into one of those crazy situations where you don’t quite know what to do? Well, I guess there is something you could do. Why don’t you give your knight in shining armour a kiss?

“N-No” Joker crouched down just a few feet from her.

“Well, I guess then sweetheart, you’re not going to be able to leave this room until you change your mind. I’ll come in and check on you soon.” With that Joker left the room, he didn’t want to do but if Y/N insisted on playing this the hard way then so it had to be. Y/N would fall in love wth him eventually it was only a matter of time.

Days passed. Weeks passed. Months passed. Every few hours the Joker could come in with the exact request.for Y/N to kiss him. She refused each and every time, at first he would come back at her with a smart comment, then leave but eventually, he said nothing.

Y/N sat day in and day out surrounded by nothing but her thoughts. The Joker confused you, you expected him to lash out, to hit you. Yet, he did nothing. He just came in asked for a kiss and then left. Perhaps he wasn’t so bad, Y/H thought Sure he was a mastermind criminal and one of Batman’s arch nemeses but he had never done anything bad to me. There was always a certain look in the Joker’s eyes that she could never work out. Almost like sadness. Y/N looked at the mark she had made on the wall. Any moment now the Joker would be walking into the room. Y/N looked around the room, she can’t remember the last time she’s had a bath or changed her clothes or been remotely warm. Y/N had enough. Y/N raised from her spot on the floor, beginning to pace back and fourth, stretching out her aching and weak legs, acknowledging that the Joker would be coming to visit her soon.

The Joker had been busy, he had tried locking his beloved up for months and nothing was working. The Joker had never met a woman so strong willed before. So the Joker had sit back and think about his neck move. He had spent the last couple of days preparing a little surprise for Y/N, this was the most he had ever done for someone in his entire life. One of his goons who had purposely instructed to go and get Y/N’s favourite shampoo, conditioner, soap, even down to the moisturiser that Y/N wore. The Joker had written him at list down to the specifics and yet the bag contained nothing that he asked for. The Joker was furious.

“How hard was it to follow a list!? Are you trying to mess with my beloved, my girl? Step out of the room.” As soon as the man was out of the room, Joker lifted his gun, pulling the trigger, the man dropped dead instantly.

“Now will someone go and get these for me! Get rid of him, I’m going to see my beauty and this all better be done by the time I bring her here!” Joker stormed away, was it so difficult to find decent men these days who knew how to follow instructions.

Joker stopped when he came to to the room he was keeping Y/N in, he could hear footsteps going back and fourth, at least he knew she was awake. He unlocked the door, pulling the door open, Y/N stopped.

“Hello beautiful, it’s nice to see you up and about today.” Joker began to take steps towards Y/N, normally she backed away cowered in fear, she flinched but she didn’t back away.

“Today beauty we’re going to be doing things a little differently because I have a little surprise for you, would you like a hint?” Joker closed the remainder of the gap, taking hold of her soft face in his rough callused hands. Y/N nodded,.still saying a word.

“You’re finally leaving this room.” Joker noticed the light in Y/N’s eyes appear, it reminded him of the woman he had fallen in love with. Joker gave the men the time he believed it would take, walking behind Y/N, he stepped forward his chest resting against your back.

“I forgot to get a blindfold so were going to have to do this old school.” Joker covered Y/N’s eyes as he very slowly and cautiously began walking out of the room, he held her in. Joker was aware that Y/N’s legs would be weak, he kept her steady when finally he arrived at the location. He sent the men who were waiting away with a menacing glare if they dared to disobey him now, he would make them pay later and the consequences would be terrifying for them. Once they were out of sight, Joker let his hand fall from Y/N’s face.

“Ta da, do you like?” Y/N was perplexed as she stepped deeper into the room, there was a massive double bed in the middle of the room, with bedside tables and a lamp, Y/N jumped back in shock as she felt the warmth, fluffy rug underneath her feet. There was a wardrobe against the wall, Y/N slowly pulled back the doors to see it filled with fresh clothing that appeared to be in her size on one side and there were a few purple jackets, pants and shirts on the other. A surge of excitement filled her as she moved towards the chest of drawers, there were underwear and socks for her too.

“Why don’t you open up the door on the other side?” Y/N walked to the other side, pushing open the door, there was a bathroom a bath, sink, cupboards and a toilet, Y/N had never been excited by indoor plumbing before, she turned her body to notice Joker standing in the doorway, he had been watching her every move, he hadn’t expected her to launch herself at him, wrapping her arms around him tightly. It took a moment for Joker to register what was going on, once he did he wrapped his arms around her tightly. 

When she pulled away, Joker didn’t want to leave her but he still had some errands to run for today. 

“You are aware that you will not be sharing this alone.” Y/N nodded, the brightness in her eyes saying it all. 

“Unfortunately, I’ve got some stuff to do, why don’t you relax, have a bath, change your clothes, explore this room a little more. I’ll be back later,” Joker turned to leave when he felt someone grab his hand. 

“Thank you.” Y/N voiced and he smiled. 

“Anything for you beauty.” With that Joker turned and headed out of the door.

That was how the Joker’s and Y/N relationship went, little by little Y/N grew closer towards him despite this every time Joker tried to kiss him she would back away, refusing to kiss him. Joker was bewildered, what more did he have to do? Did his scars terrify her, maybe that was it? Maybe Y/N was horrified to feel his scar-ridden face against her? 

Joker was out, able to rob another rich crime lord, he wanted to get Y/N yet another present. Joker was upset that Y/N didn’t want to kiss him after everything he had done. Why had he fallen in love with her in the first place?

Something had gone wrong, Joker had gotten injured, shot twice. He ordered the men to take him back to the warehouse he was staying, take him back to Y/N, who he knew would have been sleeping by now and she previously had been until the commotion woke her up. 

At first, Y/N believed that Joker had come back from whatever he had been doing, celebrating the success of another perfect hit, but something felt off even to her. Pulling back to covers, Y/N got out of bed, wrapping a dressing gown around her waist before slowly exiting the room and descending the stairs following the noise. She stopped short when you noticed the Joker lying on the table. The man gathered around him, not doing or saying anything. She ran towards the table, gasping when she noticed two bullet holes in Joker’s chest. Why was nobody doing anything? 

“J...can you hear me?...Don’t just stand there! Someone go get a first aid box and some alcohol....Now!” The men were shocked never had a woman spoken to them like that before, yet the knew better than to disagree with her. Y/N put both of hands either side of Joker's face. 

“J, can you hear me...you’ve gotta wake up.” The men returned with the first aid box and the alcohol, Y/N began to analyse Joker’s bullet holes, undoing his shirt tearing it off, the bullet’s had gone straight through lucky enough, so Y/N began to clean his words. 

“I knew you were destined to take off my clothes.” Joker’s voice broke Y/N’s concentration as she looked into his brown eyes.

“J,” Joker observed Y/N’s eyes welled up Joker sat up ignoring her demands to lay down so she could finish. Joker got down from the table before he pulled Y/N into an embrace, she cupped his face gently, there were no words for her to say, she used to hate him for keeping her trapped and then she realised that he had never hurt her and gone out of the way to make her feel comfortable. Y/N slid her hand towards the back of his neck pulling him towards her, their lips finally met, soft and delicate at first, Joker’s arms closed around her as the kiss deepened Y/N’s hands moving to Joker’s hair, tugging gently, it wasn’t until Joker winced in pain did the two have to pull away. 

“You finally kissed me, that’s what I’ve got to do get shot.” Y/N looked at Joker with a raised eyebrow. 

“No, not anymore.” She replied as she kissed Joker once again before pulling away.

“Let’s get you patched up and then upstairs because I want to kiss you more.” After all of his hard work, it had finally worked. Joker displayed a human side to him that nobody else got to see. Joker wasn't cruel or mean to Y/N, he was kind and loving and while everywhere in Gotham City people would never believe it, it was true. 

There would always be the untold passionate and corrupt story of the Joker found his beauty and that tale would be known as Beauty and the Clown...