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~Coming home~
It's been a long day. Your head is pounding, you can barely put one foot in front of the other. All you want to do is go to sleep. Walking up the stairs to you apartment, you think of him. Pierrot. He's hopelessly obsessed with you, but that's absolutely adorable in your eyes. Like a lost puppy clinging to who gave him comfort. You sling your bag over your shoulder, forcing yourself to walk. Once you're back, you can collapse on the bed and dream for hours. Your sore body won't be beaten by the wind, and the loud yells of customers and coworkers will become silence. Finally you've made it to your door. You didn't even remember you were walking. Damn, you're exhausted. Fumbling your keys as cars pass by, the door to the dark apartment 201 opens. You look into your empty, familiar home, and find.. Pierrot. Snuggled in your sheets, his long body curled up and deeply taking in the scent of your pillow. Your eyes meet his. Yellow, dilated and utterly embarrassed. What a cutie..
~Caught you~
"My love! I-.. It's already five?-" His eyes dart to the clock then back to you. His painted face shows a bit of sweat dripping down the white. He jumps out your bed, ashamed but also exited to see you. He runs over, bending down a little to hug you. The bells on his hat jingle when he moves. His face buries in your neck, and you smell the faint scent of popcorn and blood. That's your Pierrot, alright. "I'm sorry! I didn't mean to- It isn't what it looks like-.." He trembles, reminding you of how he trembled the day you met him. He's rambling apologies and excuses. He really doesn't want you to think he's a creep. The wooden floors creak under him as he leans against you. Wrapping your arms around him, he completely melts. Your hands stroke his covered horns. He looks at you, eyes wide and hopeful. "..Does this mean you forgive me? You nod, and he nuzzles into your neck once again. He's like a cat when he does that. You feel the ridges of his three horns, closing the door and kissing his forehead. His smile is worth anything... Some may find it unsettling, but you just see it as absolutely adorable. My love.. Mine..." His words cause your heartrate to spike, but in the best way. You rub his spine as his purrs spread through your body. A soft sign escapes your lips, and his lovesick eyes admire them. Pierrot stands up, and carries you over to the bed. He trembles when your legs wrap around his slim waist. You know exactly what's next.
~Cuddle time!~
Pierrot lays you down, and then lays down himself. Purring the whole time. His eyes never leave your smiling face. His tall frame almost completely envelops you, making you softly giggle. He's absolutely perfect for you, just as you are to him. Sometimes you wonder if you're soulmates with how perfectly his body fits against yours. After a few deep breaths shared, you're entirely relaxed. Your body feels like it's filled with his warmth. No-his love. That's what it is. His sweet but savory scent fills your nostrils, his soft clothes against your hands. He nuzzles into your hair with yet another deep breath, the bells of his hat softly jingling. The sound is similar to how you'd imagine the sound of the stars. Gentle, warm and quiet. Neither of you speak, but the message you share is clear. You love each other, and nothing will change that. Your eyes grow heavy from his gentle purrs. "Sleep, my love.." Your heavy head slowly nods into his chest, and you take in one last deep breath before falling asleep. You know he'll stay until you wake, even if that makes him late for the circus. You're his top priority. His fallen angel.
(creds to @Blitzsen3 on Pinterest for the art :3)