He Lived For Her~ A Joker Story

Chapter 48- Moonlight

-IVYS POV-

I laid on the bed, just staring up at the ceiling.
I couldn't really remember why I had a bandage around my head, but Frost explained that I was hit by a man in the club.

When I asked him where Joker was, he seemed to dodge the question- and then I asked him to go out and look for him, so he did.

I was now alone, but I guessed he would return soon, hopefully with Joker.

I rolled over in the sheets, and tried to sleep.
It was the only way I couldn't feel the agony coming from my head.

I had my eyes closed for about 10 minutes, but when I finally felt myself lose consciousness, I heard the mansions front doors open and slam shut.

"IVY?" I heard Joker shout as I heard him run up the stairs.

"Y...yeah?" I managed to say out loud, but he probably didn't hear me.

The door flew open, and Joker just stood there for a second, admiring my presence.
The room was dark, with only the slightest bit of moonlight illuminating it.

He moved quickly toward me, then crawled on top of me, grabbing my face and kissing it.

We kissed passionately for a couple of seconds, then he pulled away.

"Are you okay?" He asked, opening his eyes again and looking down at me.

I smiled widely, still stunned by his kiss.
"Yeah, I'm fine...what was that for?"

"N...Nothing"
Then he realised what he did, then got off me.

Frost then entered the room and gave me a nod.
"You okay Ivy?"

"Yep" I replied, giving a half smile

"Well I'll be going" frost said to both of us, mainly to joker- joker just nodded.

Once frost had left the mansion, Joker sat on the side of the bed and stroked my arm.
"I killed him"

I looked up quickly- grinning slightly.
"You killed him? For me?"

He crawled on top of me again, and placed his lips on my neck.
"I'd do anything for you"

The sound of those words made me bite my lip.
I wanted him now, but I couldn't even move my head without tensing up in pain.

"What did you do?" I giggled

He carried on kissing my neck for a second, then brought his head up.
"Hmm" he smirked "you approve of my killings now?"

"Yes" I smirked back "tell me, and don't leave out any details"

As he spoke, telling me how he stabbed the man, I ran my hand up his blood stained shirt and tickled my fingertips up and down his chest what was hovering above me.

I felt his body tense up with every movement I made, and he would stutter every now and then.

"Am I distracting you?" I asked, now unbuttoning his shirt.

He let out a deep breath, trying to keep collected.
"Hmm, don't be clever princess"

"What do you mean?" I said innocently, slipping part of the shirt down his shoulder.

He leant down and kissed me gently, and mumbled against my lips.
"Go to sleep Princess"

I pulled away and looked up at him
"But I'm not tired"

"Well, I am"

"No you're not" I countered

He sighed, closing his eyes in defeat
"You're hurt, Ivy"

"So?"

"So...no..."

I rolled my eyes as I rolled over on my side.

"Don't sulk" he laughed

"I'm not!"

"Then what are you doing now?" He asked

"Sleeping" I replied, closing my eyes

"I thought you weren't tired"

"Well I am now"

I felt joker get off me and climb under the covers next to me.
He wrapped his arm around my wait and pulled me close to him.
He buried his head in my neck and I could feel his every breath.

The room was silent, all I could hear was jokers little breaths. I figured he was falling asleep.

"Why did you hold your gun at me?" I blurted

I felt his breath stiffen, and his body tense up.
"Not now"

"When then?" I counted, trying to sit up but he pulled me back down.

"Look, we can talk about it tomorrow" he said, wrapping his arm around me once more.
He was acting like what he did never happened.

"J, you literally threatened to kill me"

He let out a sigh, then took his arm away.
I turned to my other side to face him, and he was laid on his back. I propped myself up with my elbow.

"Would you ki-"

"No Ivy, I wouldn't kill you" he cut me off.

I looked down in defeat, I knew deep down he wouldn't kill me, but he still held his gun out at me...

"I did it because I have to set an example"

I looked up and furrowed me brows
"An example? Holding a gun at me?"

"Look Ivy, I've killed a guy for you tonight, I bandaged you and I tried to show you affection- the least you can do is not question me about something I'm clearly...sorry for"

Then he rolled over, his back now facing me.

I took a breath to speak, but I stopped myself.
Instead, I just shuffled toward him and kissed his tattooed back, wrapping my arm around him.

"Yeah...I know" I mumbled against his skin "and I love you for that"

He didn't say anything, he just stayed silent and tried to sleep.
I kept my arm around him, and tried to sleep also.

He would never shoot me, and I knew he wouldn't hurt me anymore. I had changed him somehow.

But really, the only change we both knew was when we realised we loved each other...we lived for each other.