《Gangsta//Joker》Thats just what gangstas do
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The joker, now standing in a fresh pair dry clothes, watched her curiously from inside the boat as she stood against the railing eyes closed head tilted back slightly and raven colored hair wiping around. She stayed there ever since they got on the boat in that same position hadnt moved to even bat an eyelash. He ran a hand through his damp green hair and breathed deeply wondering what had been going through her mind the past 3 hours
"Its rude to stare, joker." She spoke softly but he didnt care he wasnt going to stop. He wanted an explanation. Finally she opened her eyes and walked into the doorway of the room he was sitting in. The only thing inbetween them was a long desk and a explanation, of course. The smile was still on her face from the time she jumped out the car to when they were in the water until they got on the boat. He'd never seen her smile this hard or even this long, and he wanted to know what fueled it.
"Wasnt that exenorating?" She finally says siting down twirling in the office chair.
"The word youre looking for dollface, is exhilirating" joker muses but she shakes her head little droplets falling from her curls.
"Exenorate- to be discharged or released from, to be relieved of duty. To be...free" she sighs the last part closing her eyes and the smile finds its place back on her plump limps.
"So a adrenaline rush thats what that does? Makes you feel free?" He ask her leaning forward making his black button up shirt crinkle open revealing his chest.
"When did you become so smart mistah j?" She teases begining to spin around again.
"Im very observant doll...you like the edge the rush the quick loss of breath" he says pulling off his shirt standing up getting a strange look from her. She wasnt complaining though his tattoos and abs was a nice view.
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"What are you doing? Not that im not enjoying the view" she jokes half heartedly.mischief twinkles in his baby blue eyes as a smirk grows on his face.
"I cant reak havoc if my partner is covered in snot and tissues because youre sick from sitting in soaking wet clothes" he says smoothly pulling her up from her seat.
Her dress had been covered in blood gasoline and rips, it was basically shredded ontop of being soaked. Shrugging it off she takes his shirt and slips her arm through the to long sleeve and leaving it unbuttoned like he did. "If i didnt know any better id say you cared about lil ol me" she teases putting her hair up in a high ponytail.
"Good thing you know better" he says eyeing how she looked, the way her lingerie looked on her under his black shirt which added to her sex appeal. "I didnt know you had back dimples" he blurts remembering from earling when she was getting dressed.
"You werent suppouse to know about that, " she gasp her hands flying to her back but he snirks lazily.
"Its not a big secret besides im pretty sure another guy saw it" he says making bad memories for her fly back into her head and she growls pulling at the end of her shirt.
"SHUT UP, !" She yells at him as loud and rough as her voice can possibly get before storming off back to her spot, this time turning so he couldnt see her face.
He never seen her get this angry, not even when he choked her. He didnt mean to offend her, in his strange twisted way it was a compliment saying she was pretty enought to get any guy she wanted. He never heard so much hatred and viciousness in her voice- and the way she said his name-that name, that was new.
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"Everything ok boss?" Frost ask peeking his head in the room from behind the wooden door.
"Fine frost now fuck off" joker snaps at frost whos now looking at the woman on the floor.
"Boss lady?" He ask which annoys joker, he just told him everything was fine!
"Fine" she forces out sounding like shes trying to contain anger but little do they know its tears. Her bodys shaking from anger but jokers dismissed it to frost as ''shes just cold' who just runs off to get something to keep her warm and a bottle of alcohol for his boss.
Thats why joker kept him around, he knew what was needed and when and he didnt force it. He didnt nag the joker or chase after him like some servant he got shit done. In a few minutes he was back with a blanket and 2 bottles of vodka.
"Here" he says placing the thick fur cover next to her only to see shes playing with the revolver of the gun a bullet sitting snug inbetween her teeth and joker feels his blood running south. He's never seen something sexier, a gorgeous girl with lingerie on his shirt over it body slightly wet playing with a gun.
"Oh the silent treatment again?" He muses wrapping the blanket around himself and sitting on a office chair sipping vodka. Turning around she noticed hewas drunk already starting on the second bottle. Did she regret yelling at him? No...he did choke her so it was only fair but she was...just angry.
"You ok dollbaby?" He asked his voice slurred and she giggled at his drunken state. He was still joker with his actions (unpredictable and in the moment but his words...that was jack. Him being drunk was different, she could get him to talk about things.
"Fine" she lies taking the bottle from his hand and throwing her head back taking a swig then placing the half empty bottle next to the empty one.
"Come sit on daddy j's lap" he giggles making her smile.
"Youre so drunk" she laughs but he doesnt care he pulls her closer and right into his lap.
"Lay with me" he mutters into her hair twirling strands around his finger. As she lays her head on his chest he takes the blanket wrapping it around them both and rubbing her smooth thighs. "You had me nervous, thats not something ive felt in years watching you fall into the water i didnt know if you wouldve drowned or what. And then when i came above the water before you i thought you drowned" he tells her his blue eyes looking down at hers. Slowly and extremely hesitantly they were both leaning in until frost slammed the door open excitedly until he realized his two bosses and how close they are.
"We uh-land" he awkwardly says before quickly closing the door.
"Come on lets get you drunk naïve ass into bed" she says finally looking back at joker whos eyes are now low and a shade of dark blue.
"home" he repeats liking thats what she called it.
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