Gotham- Character Scenarios & One Shots (Where being a Badass is Sexy)

How You Met Jerome

*Reader's POV*

As I sat in the cafeteria of the asylum a eerie laugh echoed in my ears. Unlike most laughs this one had a sense of insanity mixed with egotistical charisma.

My thoughts were then interrupted when I heard one of the female patients yelp as that stupid cannibal Greenwood, put his hand on her thigh.

I growled in annoyance throwing my book on the table and stomping over to the fool.

"Greenwood! What did I tell you about touching my girls?!" I yelled grabbing the collar of his shirt slamming him on the ground.

"Come on Y/n what's one little nibble?" He said with a sickening smile.

I knelt down to the trembling girl, "Go, get cleaned up." I told the now sobbing girl in a hushed sympathetic voice.

I turned my attention back to Greenwood. "You know the rules. Touch my girls when they don't want to be touched and you won't have any hands." I said.

"Why shouldn't I take a bite out of you instead?" He said walking over and grabbing by my arms.

I kicked him where the sun don't shine, and twisted his arm until I heard his bones crack. "Then you'd bite off more than you can chew." I whispered letting him go.

I stood up and looked around the room knowing everyone's eyes were on me. "That goes for every person who thinks they can walk all over us! Got it?" I asked.

I received grunts of acknowledgement as an answer. Then I heard someone begin to clap.

"I was hoping this place would be a lot more interesting then the occasional brawl, but this takes the cake! Look at you defending the criminally insane, you're one rare gem, gorgeous." A boy with hair the color of flames, who was probably no older than nineteen said sitting on a nearby table.

"The name isn't 'Gorgeous' it's Y/n. Don't think your boyish charms are going to work on me." I said crossing my arms and walking over to the table and sitting down.

He began to laughing that spine-chilling laugh from earlier. "I like a challenge, Gorgeous. You see unlike the other chicks in this joint, you hold a sense of confidence and act as someone who should be feared, and I find that very attractive in a woman." He said his voice changing from a playful tone to a more seductive tone as his face inched closer to mine. I began to feel my cheeks involuntarily grow warm when a booming voice interrupted the intimate moment.

"L/n!!!! Solitary confinement room 117, now!!!" An orderly said walking over and throwing me over his shoulder.

"See ya around, Gorgeous!" The boy shouted.

As I looked up the flame haired boy became smaller and smaller until the doors to the cafeteria closed.