It was four, maybe five am, and Harley was cuddled close to her pillows sleeping, snoring lightly as she dreamed of her darling Mr. J He should be right on his side of the bed, but as with every night that week he refused to take her with him when he went out to cause chaos in the streets.
At first it caused her great pain, his want for her to stay behind. She was almost tempted to ask why , but she knew wrath of the Joker was something she felt almost everynight, and she wished for one of those nights where she didn't go to bed crying and aching in to dream of the same thing in her mind over and over again.
Suddenly the door to their hide out opened, and the Joker walked in, his hyenas at his heels laughing loudly as they licked their bloody muzzles. It seemed that the Joker had taken his 'babies' out for a little walkie and had let them lose on some poor pedestrian that had got in his way. Harley was still fast asleep in their room when he entered.
The sight of her sleeping so peacefully without him made the small little bit of humanity and sanity in his head ping with anger and hurt, but she started to call out his name, and the tears that rolled down her cheeks made him smile. He took off his old leather shoes and placed them near the door way and silently crawled into bed. Harley did not sturr,which irritated him just a little, she usually woke up the moment he got home and ran into his arms. What the hell could she be dreaming about that kept her under so long?
"She needs to wake up now!"He thought to himself, before another wicked smile crossed his face."Haaarrrlllleeeyyyyyyy wake up Harley. Your Puddin' needs you." He whispered as he laid down close to her, his hands gently tracing down her arms as she slowly began to wakeup.
.Blink .Blink.
"Oh I'm sorry Puddin' I didn't hear you come home!" Harley whispered with an apologetic tone as she snuggled into his open arms and looked up at him with those big blue eyes that even if he wouldn't admit it ,somewhere deep inside those eyes made his heart skip a beat.
"That's alright poo, I just wanted to ask you something." He said with a devilish smirk on his face as he leaned in close to her.
Harley was quiet for a second before answering "Yes Puddin' ?"
"You mind if I want to revv my Harley up a bit?" As soon as the words were out of his mouth her face turned red and she smiled as if he had said the greatest thing in the world.
"Not at all Mistah J" She said as she playfully made a little vroom vroom sound, before he pulled her in for a kiss, one of his rare kisses that sparked that once in a great blue moon nights of wonderful passion. And in the morning, she woke up with no brushes, only his arms wrapped around her and his lips on her forehead as he held her close. Not wanting his only peace of happiness to be away, if only for a second.