Considering you were quite literally dating the Joker, things between you two got a little… complicated, sometimes.

That’s not to say he wasn’t particularly a sweetheart when he wanted to be. Sure, he was obsessed with Batman, but he was just as obsessed with you. Whenever he got home, after a long day of… malicious Joker activity—he came to you, and he either lied on top of you, or he lied under you.

It didn’t matter which. Point in case, he was doing it now, and his reasoning was that he loved it. Not a bad excuse when he’s your boyfriend, though.

Moments prior, you had been lying in bed, scrolling on your phone and loafing away. You were about to doze off, considering it was midnight, until your wonderful boyfriend burst into the room.

Being used to it and all, you didn’t bother to move away. In the next second, he was already slumped over on top of you, head buried under your chin, his long limbs wrapping around yours.

“Mmm. Hi…” He mumbles, his relieved tone of voice at seeing you showing he was quite exhausted.