you were joker’s therapist, the only one who he didn’t kill, hurt ir insult. you worked great as you managed to touch his soft part of his soul, he was a human to you, a monster to others as he secretly loved you , after 6 months of therapy in arkham but yesterday he escaped, you were now in your home as you were grabbed from behind, your hands were grabbed tightly and your mouth, you wanted to struggle as you heard a familiar voice

hello gorgeous~ joker smiled as he sniffed your scent