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(Recap)

"Y/N," Joker is standing in front of us. "I told you I'd come back, babe". Caspar lowers his hand and steps away, letting Joker take me into his arms in a tight hug. From behind Joker's embrace I can see Caspar staring, a slightly uncomfortable but genuine smile on his face.

Caspar's POV
It hurts knowing that will never be me.

Ending #1: You Choose Caspar

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"What do you say we get out of here?" Joker says and pulls away from the hug.

"Yeah, boss. We should probably get out of here," Caspar speaks up, leaving the cell without a second glance. I sigh, pained that I couldn't wipe the hurt from his face.

"Are you able to walk?" Joker asks me with a concerned look on his face.

"Yes," I answer and begin to follow Caspar, Joker by my side. After twenty minutes of walking, the fumes get to my head and an immense dizziness rocks back and forth in my head. "I don't feel so goo-" suddenly I feel myself begin to slip. Caspar turn around quickly, not hesitating a moment to catch me before I hit the ground. Joker stumbles away, surprised.

"I've got her," Joker's annoyed voice says, and I feel myself being taken away from Caspar's gentle touch. Joker slings me over his shoulder, earning an anxious look from Caspar.

"Be careful with her, Joker," he says harsher than expected. "I mean, boss," he adds, trying to recover from the no-doubt dirty look he'd probably earned from Joker. Soon enough I'm placed in the back of a car, my vision beginning to return to me.

"Sit in the back with her," Joker tells Caspar as he runs around to the drivers seat. Caspar squeezes into the back as best his tall figure could, his shaky hands lifting my head before lightly placing it back down onto his lap. I stare up at his face, his shining blue eyes concentrating on the window as best they could. The car starts and Joker speeds down the highway.

"Are you okay?" I hear Caspar's deep voice ask, and when I glance up again his intense stare is focused on my face.

"Yeah". I wanted to tell him I was sorry and that I knew what I wanted and no one could tell me different, but the words wouldn't leave my lips. Instead, I watch him shake his head and look back out the window.

"forty more minutes till we're back at the mansion. Sorry it's taking so long, doll," Joker says, glancing at me in the mirror. My eyes shut and sleep takes over.

After not long, I'm conscious, despite keeping my eyes closed. I begin to wonder if my head resting on Caspar's lap was too heavy and hurting him. Before I can speak, or make note that I'm awake, I feel Caspar's long and slender fingers run through my hair. Overwhelmed by the comforting feeling I pretend I'm asleep, hoping that it would make him continue.

"We're here!" Joker yells, the car lurching to a stop. The sound of the car doors opening and slamming shut tell me it's time to 'wake up'. I open my eyes and realize Caspar had left the car, Joker had his hand out for me to take. When we reach the entrance I enter slowly, wishing I was anywhere but here.

"I'm going to go upstairs, if that's okay," I say, turning to Joker.

"Need some company?" Joker smirks, trying to touch my waist.

"N-no, I just want to sleep". He nods before turning to a henchman to discuss plans of robbery. My legs bring me to climb the stairs slowly. I open the door, my eyes cast on the floor as I shut it. Momentarily, I rest my head on the door before letting out a sob.

"Y/N?" I turn around quickly, before being met with Caspar's understanding stare. "I shouldn't be in here but I had to say I'm sorry. I shouldn't have bombarded you like that before. It was wrong on my part".

"I hate that I hurt you," I tell him. "I wish love... didn't hurt this much," I cry out. He smiles hesitantly and walks closer to me.

"Love?"

I nod my head in response and he stops just feet away from me, it felt like a magnetic attraction.

"It's a beautiful pain," he whispers, touching my hair as he did before. Before I can stop myself, I rise to the tip of my toes and press my lips against his, pulling him against me with everything I have. His hands brush past my hair and travel down to rest at my neck.

"I love you," I say. The door bursts open and Joker is standing there, a cigarette in his hand.

"What's all this, Caspar?" Joker says, before laughing.

"We love each other, boss. I quit and Y/N is coming with me," Caspar says. Joker strides up to us and pushes Caspar to the floor.

"Joker, no!" I scream trying  to push him off but he hits me square in the jaw.

"Don't fucking touch her!" Caspar seethes, reaching up to hit Joker back.

"Get off of him," I say trembling. In my hand I hold a gun.

"Doll, put that down before you hurt yourself".

"You heard me, Joker. Get off of him. We're out of your life and don't act like it matters to you. You never fucking cared about me. It was always Harley for you. And now I realize it was always Caspar for me," I state.

Ending #2: You Choose Joker

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"J," I tear my eyes away from Caspar's pained face, wrapping my arms around Joker tightly.

"I'm right here, Y/N". Joker's protective scent surrounds me, and I feel myself sink deeper into him. Shards of glass slide against the ground under our shoes, the dust from the foundation of the building rising in the sunlight. "I really blew up your loft didn't I?" he jokes, looking down at me.

"What about Harley?" I whisper. Joker shakes his head and tilts my head up to meet his eyes.

"I was blind. Harley isn't the one, she never was. Sorry it took me so long to realize that".

"Why did it?" Joker's eyebrows furrow together as he considers the meaning of my question. "I mean, why did it take you so long?"

"It's hard to forget about someone you've grown accustomed to caring about... even if it means hurting the people you really need," he explains, running his thumb over my lips. "Smile, Y/N. I like when you do that," he breathes out tiredly. Instead, a tear runs down my face. Joker grins and covers my mouth with the smile-tattoo on his hand. "There you are, beautiful".

"Joker?" he hums in response, brushing a bit of debris from the explosion out of my hair.

"Can we leave please?" my hands shake slightly as I speak.

"I want you to say it to me," he mumbles cryptically.

"Say what?" I look into his eyes, confused by his demand.

"Tell me you love me. I just want to hear it, doll face," he replies, closing his eyes and tilting his head up to the ceiling as he waits for my response.

I can't help but look at Caspar, worrying this would break him. "Joker, I love you".

After a few moments I glance at Caspar again, knowing he'd heard. His eyes were focused on the floor and he breathed heavily before speaking, "I'll go.. take care of the survivors," Caspar mutters slowly, snatching up a gun off the ground and storming out of the cell.

"That's my boy," Joker remarks, leaning in with a smirk as he quickly kisses my chapped lips. "And I love you too, Y/N. I know I wasn't obvious about it before, and it may be hard to tell even after this because I'm not good with words- but I do love you". An unknown warmth spreads over my body as the words leave his lips. And standing in the sunlight with the man who stood a foot taller than me, I believed him. I love him.

A/N: Yeah, I'll have to go with Caspar in this one. Tbh I'd be tired of Joker's shit after the first week, like "um... excuse me but bye bitch":