cold_nostalgia | Quick Fic: Three Little Words

Title: Three Little Words
Disclaimer: DC owns everything.
Rating: PG
Characters/Paring: Harley/Ivy
Prompt: Love
Word count: 265
Summary: Harley knows that Ivy can’t say it.

Harley knows that Ivy can’t say it. Can’t say those three little words, which when said in the right order just happen to make Harley’s heart sing and turn her insides into mush. Three little words that would make Harley Quinn the happiest clown in the entire western hemisphere.

She isn’t broken up about it. After all, Joker couldn’t say them either. Neither could Guy at first, but then Guy had problems even before things went down like they did.

The Mistress of Mischief isn’t stupid. She was a psychiatrist; Ivy’s psychiatrist for a short time. Harley has seen the files; the excuses, the reasons all laid out for anyone with the appropriate qualifications to see. She knows why Ivy can’t say those three little words.

She also knows there’s no such person as Poison Ivy. There’s a Pamela Isley, but that’s a discussion that’ll never see the light of day.

“I love you, Red.” Harley says with a quick kiss as Ivy passes her in the hallway.

Ivy turns and looks at her, a small smile tugging at her lips and for a split second Harley swears that she sees a light flicker in those emerald eyes. A quick hand reaches out and strokes the younger woman’s face.

Someday, Harley thinks as Ivy turns away, she’s gonna sit Pammy down and get it drilled into that thick skull of hers that Harley Quinn is not Jason Woodrue.

But that day is far, far away and it isn’t urgent anyway. Harley knows that Ivy loves her and it’s enough.

After all, actions speak louder than words.