Imagine: Another body arrived to the GCPD's morgue and, you being the pathologist, you go to preform the autopsy but when you get there.. the table was empty.
Warnings: SPOILERS FROM 3x13 EPISODE OF GOTHAM!!
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Reader's Pov
"We got another one." One of the police men told me, pointing towards my office, the morgue.
"Got it." I walked into my office, only to see it empty.
Suddenly, my door slammed behind me, a hand went over my mouth and a gun barrel was pressed against my temple.
"Shh, sweetheart. Don't want your brains blown off now do ya'?" A little cackle that I knew too well came from the person who was holding me.
"Now when I take my hand off your mouth and turn you around, you won't scream and run?" I nodded.
The person let me go and turned me around. Within a second I recognized the person.
Jerome Valeska.
"Jerome?" I reached out to touch his bandages.
"You know me?" He questioned me, slightly confused.
"I'm your ex." I said, confusing him more.
"Don't remember dating a beautiful girl like you." He tilted his head to the side and studied my features.
A small blush came upon my cheeks.
"Wait. Did we-?" He trailed off and motioned the gun as his dick and thrusted his hips forward.
The blush on my face increased by the second.
"I'll take that as a yes." He smirked.
"I missed you Jerome." I got closer to him and leaned in for a kiss.
"Wait. You're not scared of me not having a face?" He scrunched his face.
"Face or no face, I still love you Jerome Valeska." I said before connecting my lips to his... lip muscles.
(😂😂😂)
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The End.
Sorry for the delay, my amigos!
~DarkJokerOut