[You're dating Pierrot and Harlequin! (Wow, that's impressive considering they can't go five minutes without strangling each other)]

Introduction of the characters.

Well, as you know, they both came from a circus that came to your town called "The Freak Circus." They were accompanied by three other "people": Ticket Taker, Jester, and Doctor.

Something you didn't know when they arrived is that... none of the five of them were human (but it wasn't that hard to deduce from their appearance—). Rather, they were originally monsters... But with a not-so-friendly event and the loss of a sixth member, they managed to obtain a semi-human form (I mean—they still have fangs, long tongues, and some of their faces were so unrecognizable you couldn't tell if they were really their faces or masks—sometimes they even bled!) and create that circus. You gradually gained their trust (And love) enough to tell you, and... well, you just accepted it. Another thing to note is that uh... They and their gang are um... Cannibals... Hehe... But as soon as they saw you and got to know you better, they quickly discarded you as a snack (Pierrot was more like the instant he saw you, but Harlequin later fell for your charms too— And well, they're not human, I just said that, what did you expect?!)

Back in the present…

You wanted to try something new with them. You weren't really into... wearing revealing outfits or anything like that... But you thought, "Oh, what if...?" and well, here you are, wearing black lingerie and looking at yourself in the mirror for a moment, a little embarrassed, but there was no going back on what you were about to do.

Meanwhile, Pierrot and Harlequin were in the living room of your apartment, completely unaware of what you were doing and just watching TV. Harlequin had a glass of juice in his hand, and Pierrot was simply reclining on the sofa.

It wasn't until Pierrot broke the silence with his typical low voice.

Pierrot: Don't you think she's/he's taking too long...? She/He said she/he was just going to grab something from her/his room...

Harlequin: Shh, patience, desperate puppy, she'll/he'll probably be back in a few minutes.

Pierrot just rolled his eyes at the nickname but didn't say anything else, just crossed his arms. Harlequin, for his part, took another sip of the juice he was holding.

Until...

Your bedroom door opened softly, and you stepped out, finally reaching the living room where they both were, placing a hand on one of your arms.

The moment you entered the living room, both of their attention shifted from the TV to you, their eyes widening at the sight. Pierrot immediately put his hands to his mouth, his face redder than a tomato, while Harlequin—he almost choked on the gulp of juice he'd taken when he saw you.