DiabolicalBlackRoses over on Deviant Art said I should post this over here. So here it is. A fluffy one-shot.

Enjoy.

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Jonathan closed the oven door just as a 'knock' filled the apartment. He set down the oven mitt, wiped his hands on his pants, then went to the door. He was more than surprised to see who was standing there.
"I want cookies." Joker pushed past him, into the small apartment.
"Come on in." Jonathan muttered sarcastically. He closed the door then turned to see the Joker opening the oven and sticking his bare hand into the heat. He rushed towards him and slapped his hand away, slamming the oven door closed.

"I want a cookie."
"How the fuck did you know I was making cookies."
Joker shrugged and smiled.
"Were you...spying on me?"
"Uh yeah."
"You know, you only spy on people you don't know. You know me Joker. You could have just knocked."
"I did knock."
"Before you spied on me through my window."
Joker pouted. He grabbed Jonathan's tie and fiddled it with his fingers then sharply tugged it towards him, bringing Jonathan's face to stop just an inch from his. He brought their lips together, kissing Jonathan and pushing him against the counter. Jokers hand touched something on the counter and he smiled into the kiss.

Jonathan smiled too and felt Jokers mouth leave his then have it return quickly. His eyebrows furrowed as a sweet taste filled his mouth. His eyes opened to meet a mischievous glint in the others.
Jokers hand ran over Jonathan's nose, cheeks, and glasses leaving behind a sticky substance.
Joker pulled his lips away from Jonathan's then licked his cheek. Jonathan focused on the stuff on his glasses and he gasped.
"Joker!" He yelled, shoving the other man.
The Joker laughed and wrapped his arms tightly around him, now licking away the cookie dough from Jonathan's nose.
"I wanted cookies." He shrugged, licking the dough from his glasses.
Jonathan glared at him then softened his glare as Joker smiled at him childishly.
Their lips met each other again, containing smiles and the taste of chocolate chip cookies.