[Harley POV]
When she woke the next morning she saw that she was actually sleeping next to her Puddin', but her arms were so sore that she couldn't move to hug him close. Instead she laid there looking him over, he was only in boxers with the cover's all on her, from the cold of the hideout she didn't know why he didn't have any on himself.
She knew he had changed, the old Puddin' would have hit her for something, even the littlest thing but now he didn't do that at all, he hadn't hit her in two days. That was the very first tip, the second was that he was no longer obsessed with Batman, their whole reason for coming to Gotham, it had changed in the span of two days.
Honestly she wasn't mad about it though, no matter what he would always be her Puddin' which is why she enjoyed these last two days more then anything.
Now all she wanted to do was snuggle into his side while he slept, but after their training yesterday she couldn't move a muscle. He didn't explain everything clearly but she knew he had some big plans, usually they would just go out and do anything that came to mind but it seemed that he was taking things slow.
Something she wasn't use to but if it kept Puddin' the way he was acting she would follow along, she didn't want to lose this version of him. She was hoping that it would let her finally get in his heart, because she didn't want to be seen as just a possession but someone that he would love and hold dear.
With great difficulty she reached over and traced the mark on his chest, she knew from the times she spied on him in the shower that it was never there before. She didn't ask where it came from since it didn't matter, no matter what her Puddin' would always be that, her Puddin'.
Groaning lightly a not to wake him she got out f bed, moving to the bathroom she ran the shower while letting out the groan she was holding in. He was ruthless with her last night, and it was showing this morning with the bruises on her body, these were different from the ones he usually caused.
Last night she saw that even if he was being ruthless with her he didn't want to, he was doing it so she would be better, she was wondering what was coming next.
[Joker POV]
When he woke he heard the shower running, looking to the side and seeing that Harley was gone he knew it was her, plus there was no one else here who could be using it. He was glad she had some strength to get out of be so she could give herself a shower, not that he wouldn't mind helping her out if she needed it.
Though he was still on the fence about being in a relationship with her, he was pretty sure he had Philophobia, a big part of that was because of his last life. Which is why he embraced the possessive side he had to her, at least he got an attachment to her without having to worry about losing her.
It helped that she didn't push it either, he didn't know what to do if she did, the old Joker would have hit her or something of the like, he wouldn't do that to her.
Shaking his head from those thoughts he walked out of the bedroom and into the kitchen, he got to work on their breakfast while she was in the shower. When he was finishing the last of it she walked in with nothing but a towel on, he shook his head at her but didn't say anything only passing her a plate so she could eat something.
She looked different with her make-up off it was a beautiful combination of Margot Robbie and Harley Quinn in her TV show the animated one on HBO.
"Mornin' Puddin', so what are the plans for today? I need to go get the Mallet later but until then we can do something." She said with a bright smile while stuffing some eggs into her mouth.
"Well there is a workout I want to start you on, it is 100 push-ups, 100 sit-ups, 100 squats and 6miles a day." He said while filling up his own plate.
"Would you look at the time, I am going to be later grabbing my Mallet. I will see you soon Puddin'!" She said with a smile before taking off in a sprint, only until she needed to come back five minutes later realizing that she was in a towel after running a block away.
He shook his head while bringing out some supplies, it was time to work on what he was going to be calling his crown jewel in the future, well that is if he managed to make it take off. Getting to work he hardly heard Harley call out to him as she left the place.
He started with the basement plans, it was layout that would hold his cars and a place to upgrade them anyway he needed, of course after learning a little more about them. Above that was another basement turned into a club, these were only accessible by elevator, well not the garage that could only be entered by him and Harley.
Above the club was the ground floor along with somewhere to eat, the lobby was fashioned for comfort but at the same time it was made to move people along quickly. From there it was six floors worth rooms, until reaching the roof which was a swimming pool and a lounge area for them to hang out around.
He was taking it straight from John Wick, the Continental, but this one was fully under his control and there would be no such thing as a council that watches over what he does. Of course it wasn't like he was making a guild of assassin's or anything like that in the first place, so that wouldn't be needed, even if this place would be international.
That is one thing that he planned to not let happen, no matter how much it grew it would be under his thumb, with only Harley being able to control the other things about it.
That was also a reason to train her, he wanted her to be the best possible, that way when someone broke the rules of the hotel then she could carry out the killing. He knew that it would be something she enjoyed, thinking about everything else though was causing him a bit of a headache, it was more then just setting up the hotel.
He would also need to Set up; Cleaners, Ammunition, Suits and Armor along with Administration.
So technically speaking his long term goals would take years, he would have to start slow before his hotels were really known, and he wouldn't allow anyone to copy him either. The only hotel that would be like this is his, anyone who copied would be hunted down by him and his people.
As he was designing some of the hidden rooms that he would include in the hotel Harley walked into the room, she had a giant mallet slung over her shoulder, it didn't even look physically possible for her to carry it. Shaking his head he smiled at her, "Are you ready to train?" He asked his eyes catching a glint in them.
She shuddered as she happened to catch that glint in his eye before smiling widely, "Of course Puddin'! Can we start with the mallet first though? I think I did enough hand-to-hand last night." she said but he could see that she really didn't want to do hand-to-hand.
"Yeah let's get started then." Without warning he struck first lunging at her, before she could react he gripped her wrist that was holding the mallet and twisted it. She was able to hold it for a few seconds before letting it go in pain, when it was falling he caught it while taking a swing towards her.
She was able to dodge it just, which made him smile at least she had the reflex's to avoid him at times, not all the time but she was able to do it in situations like these, "Puddin?" She said with a shaky voice.
He smiled, "The enemy will never tell you when they are going to attack, you must be prepared. Also this is so you can see how I handle the mallet, I will show you this way first before letting you use it."
Her eyes got teary before nodding, "I trust you Puddin', but could you please take it lighter? I am still sore from last night."
He stared at her tilting his head and thinking, "I can agree to that.......if you can survive ten minutes without being hit by me. You do that and I will go easy on you, but only this time since I want to make you the best the fastest I can."
She beamed at him the tears clearing up, "Great! Thank you Puddin'!"
He smiled back before nodding, "Then time begins now Harley, let's see if you can make it." Without warning he jumped at her again swinging the mallet at her side, though he held it loosely so that he could change the direction of it any moment that he needed to.
Harley yelped while moving.