[At first, Y/N doesn't think much of it, it's just supposed to be a silly, dumb, little joke. He sends a picture of his notebook]
He scribbles:
"Y/N ♡ Harley"
[He draws a huge, wide heart around the writing using a red marker. He even adds a caption: "Think it suits us"]
[Y/N figures she might laugh, teases him even, but the longer he waits for her response, the more he thinks that maybe even for her, it's a bit too cheesy]
Later that night—
[Inside his apartment room, fourth floor. Y/N about to turn in when something catches his eye. He sees a flicker of red outside his window]
M!Reader : ...Huh? What is that?
[Y/N walks closer, pulling the curtain aside. When he does so, he freezes]
M!Reader : ...What the—?!
[Across the street, high above the city on a massive billboard–Someone painting, fast and completely unbothered by the height]
[Bright red paint strikes across the billboard, messy strikes that is. Right in the middle of the billboard has a write of–
"Y/N ♡ Harley"
[Y/N's eyes widens and on cue–Harley steps back, turns around, and waves eagerly at Y/N with both her arms up in the air, along with the brush still in her hand]
[Y/N instantly opens his window open and sticks his head out]
Harley : HEY, DARLIN'!
M!Reader : HARLEY WHAT?!
Harley : Whaddaya think?! I made it bigger!!
Y/N stares at her.
Then at the billboard.
Then back at her.
M!Reader : ...You vandalized a billboard!
Harley : PFTT–knockin' down a vending machine is "Vandalized" this one's called makin' a statement! Waaaay–different!
[Harley spins around and dramatically jazz hands at the giant red heart with that damn smile]
Harley : Ain’t nobody missin' that, huh! Now, mind helping this Harley get inside your lil crib so that she can give ya' a bit of this—~
"HEY!! What the–?! What did you do to my billboard?!"
[Someone screams from below the billboard, getting a reaction from both of them. Harley looks down at the person and then points at him]
Harley : Oh cry me a river!! You were selling "Egg cookers" no one is buying that, buddy!
"It's a good product!"
Harley : It's objectively not! Ya put eggs in a pot of hot water then in cold water, it's not that hard!
"Okay that's it! I am going to call the—"
Harley : Oh you are not!
[Harley quickly kicks the bucket of red paint onto the guy's head. The paint bucket fits perfectly on the guy's head]
Harley : HAHA bullseye! Cupcake, ya' still got the rope right!
M!Reader : ...You mean the rope you burrowed yesterday!
Harley : ...Excuse me WHA–? No i didn't—....
[Harley instantly remembers. She puts her hand inside of her jester's mask and pulls out the rope that's now clearly destroyed]
Harley : ...Huh... How about that... I'll buy another one later!
"She's up there officers!"
[Both of them look down to see the guy holding the paint bucket she kicked at him, pointing up at her with two police officers]
Harley : Oh cheese and crackers! Oh come on you guys, i just escaped the holding cell! Sighs, i just wanna point out all three of you are ruinin' my night of fun!
[Harley cups both of her hands around her mouth to make her voice louder]
Harley : I'll see ya' tomorrow night, my snugglekins! But do not worry—
[Harley then makes a position: she turns around, places a hand on her hip, and then turns her head around with a smirk]
Harley : You'll still be getting some of these Harleys later~—WOAH!
[The owner of the billboard throws the paint bucket at her, trying to hit her but ultimately fails. Harley then points at him]
Harley : HA! Try not skipping arm day!