#i thought maybe we woudl actually kiss last night. i dont know. she gave me kisses on the cheek and was particularly touchy/handsy

[horrorwebs]

i know this isnt maybe great for my self worth and my friends say i should set some boundaries but also. she held me so tight last night 😭😭💞 and gave me not one but two kisses on the cheek while we were sleeping. she was so tender and i love her so much

[arthurflecksgirl]

Hiii !! Can I ask you to write something (it can be short if you have a lot of request) with a badass reader who follow Joker one night because she feels that he’s worried about his « work » and don’t tell her to protect her. She finds himin a bad situation with his ennemies and she come into the place and shot them or scares them to save him(maybe he’s injuried). Joker is surprise to see her and then, they take each other in their arms and fluff and comfort follow?(I love Artie’s side in Joker)

Hey Anon <3 Thank you so much for your request. I really hope you like the result :) *I am glad you love Artie`s side in Joker*

The elegance in his movements never ceiced to amaze you. The way he walked like he followed his own kinda melody. Like his whole body was carried away by a song only  he was able to hear. To feel.  It was running through his veins, echoing in his bones and you could see it through his piercing eyes.

Even though he looked weightless, careless even, you knew he was in trouble. You always knew. Arthur and you shared a connection you couldnt name yet. The emotions he tried to hide from you to protect you....you felt them in your guts. Like they were part of your systhem.

Feeling that this love was something deeper, something so meaningful and pure, you could have never left him alone on a night like this. And if that meant you had to follow him around to not make him notice that was fine with you. It was clear that the only reason he wouldnt tell you, was because he didnt wanted you to worry about him. Or even worse, to bring you in any danger.

Arthur- Or Joker like he wanted to be called in nights like these- desired  to be your protector. Your guardian angel. The one that kept you save from any danger instead of making you face these kinda situations. But sometimes he forgot that you were his protector,too. At least when he was dressed in his red suit, his armour which made him feel like nothing could hurt him anymore. You loved to see the confident side of him. It was amazing to find him beliving in his own abilities and to actually watch him defend himself. But inside he was still Arthur. The man you loved more than anythig else in this world. And he needed to be protected at all costs. Even lying to him by telling him you will stay at home tonight, watching some movies.

Joker turned around. He felt that someone was following him. For a moment you felt bad about the fact that you were the one he felt being after him. But you had to. Your inner voice was always right and you knew him well. There was just something strange about the way he grabbed his gun before he left the house. Joker always carried his gun but today was different. It may had something to do with the group of guys he was haunting down for the last two weeks. Some really shady men, known child abusers. It was his most important "job" to find them and do what he had to do. Arthur being a victim of child abuse as well  knew what kinda monsters those people were. He woudlnt let them hurt any kid ever again.

He didnt saw you. Good. Joker checked his pockets. You only saw his back and his dancing step. He was fast. Sometimes it was difficult to keep up with him. Especially now that he started to run.

Your heartrace fastened. Why was he running all of the sudden? Did you miss something? He ran. His green, messy hair floathing through the air. You could hear him breathe heavily even from the distance. He turned around again to see if someone was following him and for a second you saw his painted on smirk. Not sure if he realized it was you, you kept running after him. If you lost him now you wouldnt be able to keep up anymore. And your feeling was telling you that trouble was ahead. A lot of trouble.

Joker ran across the street without caring about the trafic. Why would he do that? It was  the suit. It somehoe made him feel invinclible. But he was not. You decited to shout out to him. Not careing about what he thought of you following him around. "Arthur!" you yelled. Nothing. His feet continued bringing him where he wanted to be. On the other side of the street. Despite all the cars passing.

You had to stop. Otherwise a car would have hit you.

"Are you fucking insane?" a driver yelled out of his car, but you didnt reacted at all. Your mind was focused on finding a way through the traffic to keep up with him. "Joker!" you yelled as you finally made it across the street. You lost him. He was too fast.

You bend over to atch your breath. Maybe this was a bad idea after all. All of this. Maybe he would be even dissappointed finding out you followed him for thinking something was wrong. What if he would misinterpret it and think you didnt trust him enough with being able to protect himself? Your head was spinning around. This was overwhelming.

A loud noise was scaring you off your feet. An accident. You ran in the direction from which the noise was coming from and half a minute later you saw him again. He was limping but still on the run. It seemed like he was hit by a car.

"No baby, no" you said to yourself. Maybe that was the bad feeling after all.

With his foot being injured he wasnt able to run as fast as before now and it was easier to get behind him.

"Got you. You fuckers!" Jokers voice echoed through the steets. He sounded angry, hurt. Like he was about to explode.

Two men turned around. You couldnt see their faces proberly but you could tell they weren`t the type of guys you wanted to deal with. They didnt ran when they saw him. The two tall mean walked straight up to him. Joker went slower until they walked up to each other.

"Oh look, its the famous clown!" one of the guys said.

"Do you wanna hurt us by doing a little dance?" the other one laughed.

This was bad. You had to hurry up but there was acar in front of you, stopping you to cross the street.

Joker took another step towards them " I knew what you were doing to those kids....I will do a little dance after I solved that problem for sure!" he smirked, pulling the gun.

A click.

Nothing more.

It wasnt loaded.

As soon as tehy realized they kicked him to the ground.

The taller man took a knife in his hands "You know any jokes, Mr clown? Maybe one about a knife sinking into a clown?"

You watched it from the other side of the street, waiting for that car to finally drive by.

Now.

You ran up to him as far as you could.

Pulling your own gun.

Thank god Arthur gave one to you.

It was saver to have one here in Gotham city.

"Stay away from him" you yelled.

Joker tried to stand up. His nose bled all over his chin "Y/N? What...are you doing here? I wanted you to stay home SAVE!"

You pointed the gun at the two men.

"I`m sorry baby but I got a feeling like soemthing would happen today and turns out I was right."

Joker shook his head but his eyes were filled with love for you.

"Run or I will not think twice about blowing your brains out!" you shouted at them. It was then when they realized the knife wouldt work as a thread anymore.

Seconds later they decited to turn their backs and leave. You could still hear them curse a minute later.

Joker got up from the ground as you let the gun dissappear in your pocket.

You didnt hesitate to kiss his hurt nose.

"Are you okay, darling?"

He nodded "Thank you.....I...I dont know why this fucking thing wasnt loaded. I usualy double check...."

He closed his eyes as you siftly kissed his lips. Blood was dripping down his scar. You tasted it.

"Please dont be mad at me about following you. I had ths gut feeling when you left so I grabbed my stuff and ran after you. "

Joker opened his galaxy eyes "Thank god you did. But I want you to be save....I couldnt take it if you woudl got hurt...or worse...these guys" he pointed after them "...they`re very dangerous. They wouldnt hesitate to kill you".

"I know Arthur...but they wouldnt hesitate to kill you,too. And I cant let them do that."

He rubbed his eyes "If you knew what they did to those kids...they dont deserve to live"

"I know.."

"Are you....mad at me Y/N?"

You touched his hurt cheek. He was beyond beautiful. "Why would you think so?"

"For chasing after them....I know we deserve a quiet life spent in our apartment. Maybe I should stop haunting bad people. Even if they deserve it." He wrapped his arms around you and sqeezed you tight "I love you so much. I dont wanna lose you and I dont want you to lose me. Maybe I should just...give this up. I dont know...."

You grabbed his hand and you both took the long way home. His knee was hurt but he didnt wanted to use the bus. So you just walked home, hand in hand, knowing that you would die for each other.

Back home Arthur put the gun on the table and so did you. You both sat down on the couch, staring at those guns.

"You know what Y/N....maybe its time."

"For what?"

"To let Joker go" he lit himself a cig and leaned into your arms which welcomed him wholehearted.

"I dont need Joker anymore. He used to protect me from so many things but.... I got your arms now. And your love. There is no other protection like that".  A grin crossed his  red painted lips.

"Are you serious? Oh Arthur, this is one of the most beautiful things you have ever told me..."

He put his cig in his pink ashtray and leaned in to kiss you.

You squeezed him tightly. So hard you could almost feel his bones cracking. He was so fragile in your arms. All of the sudden he didnt seemed like the invincible Joker anymore. He was Arthur. A beautiful, small man with a huge heart and most of all - a brave one. Brave enough to face this cold, dark world.

Brave enough to let love in.