#But noo the executive who should be doing the most is the guy who sits on his ass the whole time and has his earbuds in all the time and

[eudico-my-beloved]

I fucking hate my culinary class table group soooo bad i should be allowed to hit them with carrots i think

[the-green-haired-fellow]

Jerome X reader Oh no

I held the pregnancy shakily in my hand alone in the abandoned apartment building we were pushed into by the most recent cop invasion. Leaving us stuck in the very very very very very bad part of Gotham. It was positive. I hadn’t had my period in almost three months now which sounds ridiculous but I dismissed it as the side effects of not eating, there was never any food here.   I shivered looking out the nonexistent windows letting in sharp hot sunbeams. He was going to kill me he hated children with a sickening passion. He couldn’t even handle the baby that was crying when he took me (In disguise) to the ice cream parlor for my birthday. He stuck a gun to the mothers head saying with a peachy smile. “I wonder what baby brain ice cream would taste like hmm?” The mother began to scream and we had to run out of there before the cops showed up. 

 I walked around the floor we lived on along with his many Followers/ servants? I didn’t know what they were. The floor was covered in sleeping bags, bottles and soiled clothes. I bit my finger nail, smiling, thinking of all the times Jerome and I had gotten a little to into each other and Jerome would drag me into a separate room hissing at the other guys “If anyone looks they die” that had an old dusty mattress in the center of the floor. Images of our nights together sent my head into a whirl. The feeling the rush of his pale skin against mine, his rough breathing while he stared protectively into my eyes holding me tightly until we both... exploded. I shook the thoughts away reminding those were the nights that got me into the trouble I am now. I sat down on the beaten floor going through my options. I could tell him and based on his reaction either stay with him and raise the little brat or bail if he has a negative reaction to the news.. which could end up me being dead. I rubbed my little bump of a tummy gulping like the did in the cartoons. I would want my little to at least have a chance in the world. Should I just disappear? 

I scrunched my eyebrows knowing he would find my regardless of how far I ran. Also it would be a bummer growing up without a father, at least that’s how my experience of being a bastard felt. Knowing my decision I headed to the opening in the wall that led to the stairs which would take me to the basement where Jerome was lurking. With the pregnancy test tight in my hand I made my way down the stairs. The stairs were cold and damp with bits of broken glass I dodged carefully not wanting to catch the diseases many of these men were carrying. Not Jerome of course he was clean. I blushed again thinking of him smiling his all american but still kind of creepy smile while he draped his arm around my shoulder watching his latest plan of chaos unfold. I hoped this didn’t affect little times like that. 

The basement was completely silent when I came down the stairs. All the men had their hands up besides the ones with machine as well as shotguns in their hands Jerome was at the front of all of them with a unfamiliar looking cop in a choke hold, his pistol pressed up against her head. “Jerome let the officer down.” Jim said over the loud speaker. “Or what Jimbo? Are you going to open fire? Noo Hmm let’s see here...”Jerome pretended to think of all the options the cops didn’t have. “Oh that’s right. You’re sitting ducks! What can you do!?” He began laughing even though what he said wasn’t as brilliant as some of his other stuff. I laughed at how cute he was with his wild red hair, beaming green eyes. He was so charming when the police and him were at a stand-off. I twirled the pregnancy test in my hand until suddenly I was pulled away from the group by a strong pair of arms. I screamed at the top of my lungs feeling the familiar chest plate of the GPD’s swat team “Let go of me you pig!” I was taken into a dark room of some sort then when the light reconnected with my eyes I was on the cops side of the stand-off. “ Oh her? take her Jimbo I’m through with her” Jerome said weakly as if it was a poorly executed joke while he craned his head like he didn’t believe what he saw. “You bastard!” I cried at him beginning thrashing up against the police officers until I broke free of his grasp. My body hit the ground and I began to scramble getting up to my feet I tried to make my way to Jerome. 

His face was horrified for a reason I couldn’t fathom until I felt myself hit the ground again feeling warm electricity pulse through my body. I tensed up a blood curdling scream until a police officer killed the charge and took out the metal prongs out of my back. A pair of gloved hands carried me back until I was stood up a cop on each side of me. Everything in my body felt shattered, I couldn’t speak of fight all I could do was lay there limply hearing the poisonious words Jerome said. Jerome’s face curled into a snarl as he took out his pocket knife “Drop the knife!” Harvey yelled. As if given permission Jerome slit the offiers throat then holding it to prevent her form bleeding out. All the police officers readied their weapons waiting, hoping for the que so they could blow my angel away. Jerome shook his finger at them smiling furiously at them. “Oh she’s not dead yet ladies and gentlemen.” He suddenly turned to the men behind him yelling. “Bring out the rest my good men!” Out of the darkness three of Jerome’s men brought out three more cops. Jim cussed glaring back at me seeing the pregnancy test still in my hand, he tapped Harvey’s shoulder most likely sharing the news. “Now boys like me!” Jerome said snapping Jim’s attention away. Jerome displayed how the slit the officers throat. The men did so. The officers choked moaning loudly. “Now hold it right by the jugular wouldn’t want these good whole hearted men to die... yet.” He laughed looking directly into my eyes. His face softened which Harvey noticed. 

“Harvey don’t” Jim said in an attempt to stop him The big man waltzed over to me ripping both my arms out of the cops hands. “Hey Jerome!” He yelled dragging my a crossed the ground. “See this? You’re going to be a father” He yanked the pregnancy test and waved it through the air then took out his stun gun and jammed it into my stomach. I screamed “No please stop!”. Jerome froze in a vulnerable but was able to mask it when Harvey stopped him little show “My little friend here can stop that.” I dropped to the ground curling up in a ball. “congratulations Harv. Boys give this expecting father a clap.” They all did laughing at the situation not seeing Jerome’s hateful glare. Amoungst the applause Jerome  began to stab the officer in the throat over and over again until she flopped down into a puddle of her own blood. “What are you going to name it Harv?” 

Jerome casually walked over the the next officer relieving the thug of his duty stabbing the officer in the throat until he fell just as the female police officer did. Jim stepped forward next to Harvey  a pained look on his face. “Harvey that’s enough” He growled “Two cops are dead because of you little skit.” Harvey nodded stepped back distraught. “Jerome” Jim addressed him kneeling down besides me gently touching my shoulder. I shook in pain like a pathetic rat dog under his touch. “Are you okay y/n? he asked. I nodded yes “You need to go to the hospital. The shock from the stun gun may have caused serious damage to the baby.” Jerome cleared him throat getting Jim’s attention. “Not on my watch Jimbo” he smiled “Here’s the deal, oh holy one. You give me...” he looked at me concerned but quickly hanged his face when he looked at Jim. “Her and I will give you your precious little boy here” Jerome grabbed the police officers cheeks getting blood on his hands. He wiped it on the dusty ground below waiting or Jim to answer. Jim’s eyes wandered around the clear blue sky for awhile until he turned walking back to the squad car to discuss his options leaving me a pile of pain on the ground. Jerome knowing the police officers attention was averted ushered me to crawl over to him, his face strained with stress. My vision was blurry as I looked him over trying to find the strength to get up in his features I didn’t find it there I found it in thinking of my little’s life it would be born in a hospital then quickly afterwards I would be taken back to Arkham while m little was bounced from home to home. Slowly I made my way unsteadily to my feet creeping towards Jerome. “Hey somebody stop her!” my body froze at Harvey’s voice. My eyes looked to Jerome who was not tin the same spot as before but in front of me pulling me back behind the bleeding police officer.”Jerome?” I said gazing up at his smiling face like it was the first time we had ever met. I thought of that moment as his voice echoed in the background “All right boys kill him and let’s scoot!” 

We had met in Arkham when I was first admitted for murdering my alcoholic father. Barbara who had a cell right next to mine took it upon herself to give me a tour of the hospitals facilities, even though at the time we were only allowed to go to the rec. room. One the door was unlocked by the guard she skipped in smiling “Hello all this is my new best friend Y/N isn’t she cute?” She grabbed my hand and led me to the long white table at the back of the room, all eyes were on me at this point making me feel like a caged animal seated at the table she led me to was a fat man with frizzy hair, a skinny nervous looking fellow, a ravishing red head who peered at me never breaking his star and a man I would later know as “Greenwood” who  grumbled in his seat. “Oh yes she is” he licked his lips at me. I scowled at him looking back at Barbara who was talking to the ginger. His green eyes were locked on me as she spoke. Interrupting her he spoke “What’s your friends name again?” Barbara looked offended but carried on “Her name is Y/N?’ Jerome smiled sticking out his hand. “I’m Jerome the only man here worth your time” He got up snaking to my side. “Why you here sugar lips?” Softly I touched my finger to my bottom lip wondering if I has something on my face, I didn’t. He smiled seeming to be excited by my actions. “I killed my dad.” I said softly He cradled his head in my right hand raising his eyebrows. “Just your dad?” I nodded “Why?” he said suddenly scooting up so close to me. My breathing quickened becoming nervous at his intensity. II think someone noticed this saying ‘Jerome cut it out’ but I was absorbed in his green eyes causing the grey dull room and all of it’s noise to fade away. “I-I he was a drunk’ I said feeling the release of saying the words that had caused me so much dismay. “And the town bicycle. He loved all women and their sexual assets.. Including me.. he was foul.” My heart quickened as my face blushed with anger. Jerome looked at me, his face softened. Leaning forward he kissed my forehead saying. “Stick with me and nothing bad will happen to you again.” My eyes looked in his eyes, they were wild with some unidentifiable emotion my body moved itself forward placing my lips on his. I could feel him breathe in deeply with.. shock? His heart quickening with every movement.. 

Now I’m pregnant with his child being carried through dark tunnels until we would reach the other side of the building were multiple stolen cars were parked to take us to the back-up hide-out. A mansion of one of the henchman’s grandparents he so thoughtfully slaughtered. Jerome was laughing hysterically in between words. My mind was foggy crossing between sleep and dream. I saw the sight as we entered through the doors feeling the hot city air hit my face. Jerome set me down on one of the cars looking into my face kissing me suddenly like we hadn’t seen each other in years. His hands dragged themselves through my hair feeling as much as he could before pulling away. “What a trip” he said sadly looking down at my stomach “  I just found out today” I said quickly hoping he wasn’t going to kill me. He nodded slowly looking out at the men that were loading up weapon and such into the vehicles. He cleared his throat “It’s okay” he said uncomfortably then lifted me setting me down in the passengers seat of the car I had been sitting on. He lingered hovering over me in the car kissing my lips. For a minute we sat like that barely moving until he pulled away shutting the door. “Let’s get this show on the road!” He yelled cheerfully to the other guys. I watched him as he said this looking taking in his handsome qualities but quickly away when he opened the driver door. He hopped in smiling widely at me his eyes lit with new life. “Let’s go baby” I smiled back. 

Thanks for reading all more to come! Same Bat-Time Same Bat-Channel!