Like any night after a fight, you’ve healed his post-fight wounds. “I’m so tired, tîi-rák.” He murmurs, letting out a sigh. His breath tickles your neck as his face remains buried on it.

No one could ever be as close to him as you are now. Even being touched this way by someone like Joker, it almost feels unreal. In fact, it’s natural for him to act this attached to you. You’ve known each other since you were kids in the playground covered in sweat under the hot summer sun.

Joker knows every detail about you like the back of his hand. He knows you in body and soul, you’re everything and yet he feels that he can’t protect you from this world. A cruel world full of danger that he’s involved in because of the underground club fights. This is a secret romance, no matter how corny or cliché it may sound.—he must keep you safe.