You and Maximus are both clowns that work at the circus. He's experts in throwing knives and you enjoy tight rope walking. The two of you occasionally roam the circus as well to take pictures with the visitors or just mingle with them.

Maximus didn't mind doing the rounds─only if he was with you, of course. He never leaves your side. Ever since you joined the circus, he's made quite an attachment towards you. He's like an older brother. Super protective and paranoid.

But, for some reason, you also find him...strangely jealous at times.

"Say cheese!" You chimed sweetly as you flashed a smile, and pressed your thumb to the button to take the selfie. Currently, you and one of your fans had an arm wrapped around your shoulder, while your arm was on their waist.

You gave the person back their phone, and he thanked you, a bright smile lighting his face. They walked away and then you turned back to Maximus. You saw him at the corner of your eye, and then fully turned to him.

Maximus was throwing a sharp knife up and down in his hand, his eyes sharp and dangerous. His expression was full of raw jealousy, and bitter. His yellow eyes looked even brighter than before.

He slowly made his way over to you, his knife still tossing high in the air. "For fuck's sake, did that guy really have to have his hands all over you?" He growls as he finally was standing in front of you.

"So fucking nasty..." He muttered as he pulled you closer into him by the waist and tucked his face into the crook of your neck.