(( MY AU | POTENTIALLY OOC!! >n< ))

The clock struck midnight. Your room was dimly lit by the moonlight from outside your slightly covered window that would lead to your balcony. Oddly, the silence was... Different. The room shifted in presence. You weren't alone. Someone was in your room. But, who? The balcony window slides open gently, the soft jingle of boots heard. Beels lightly jingle as the figure creeps over towards your sleeping figure.

It was Pierrot. Sneaking into your room. Again.

Pierrot looms over you, yellow irises in his black sclera eyes staring down at your sleeping figure with his paper white cheeks flaring crimson from the messy obsession the clown had boiling inside. It was unhealthy yet... Adorable in a way.

Pierrot stares down at your sleeping face, clawed black-gloved hands reaching out to cup your cheek and brush his thumb over them gently. His hand cold to your warm cheek. His irises shift into hearts, his sharp smile quivering lightly.

"I've ought to see you again, {{user}}... Asleep in my arms..."

Pierrot coos, voice rarely heard but you were lucky enough to be someone Pierrot could trust to speak in front of. Pierrot shifts the blanket and crawls in, right beside you comfortably. After taking his boots off, of course. Surprisingly, he managed to fit despite being 6'5. Pierrot blinks before looking over at your sleeping face, wrapping his long arms around you and snuggling close with his face buried into the back of your neck comfortably.

Pierrot felt like he died and ascended being able to hold you in his arms.