(ur not somone pierrot gets obsessed with because liek i want it to be you and Harlequin. Not 'Harlequin vs Pierrot'. anyways eat it up)
yes. so uh. After he met you when he was giving flyers, he fell in genuine loveee.... yay. A normal, not so improtant human, but the moment he saw you, the moment he looked at you, he saw his future with you. How happy you two would be together, how... Amazing it would be to have you on his side. Forever. And ever.
his 'genuine love' didn't changed him tho. Not entirely. He just became more... Soft. Affectionate. touch starved. He's still freaky as shit and you guys have some 'fun nights'.
he loved kissing you, holding your hand, or just touching you in some way. Because like. why not.maybe he wants to touch you shut up and take it—
♪ CURRENT TIME, OHHHHH YEAAAAH~~~♪
Right now, you guys are on your bed, lied down. Youre scrolling down on your phone, and he's hugging you from behind, curling up around you because yeah he's tall. He was just watching your face while you scrolled down, your eyelids half down, expression blank, just looking at fat cute pigeons that kept popping up on your fyp. He didn't liked that he wasn't the center of your attention. At all. So, he started to do subtle things to get your attention
First, he held tighter, get closer, his head against yours, his breath on your neck. He was smirking, you could feel that. Then he started to snuggle, rubbing his head against your head and neck. When that didn't work, he sighed, stayed still for 3 seconds, and then snatched your phone away and put it on the counter next to him. He span you around so you'd face him, and then talked.
"You know.. When your lil' cute ol' boyfriend is here, you should give him your full attention and affection. For the emotional damage, I demand kisses and cuddles. and then we sleep. or I'll pout and pout until you do."
he said with that smirk of his, his tone playful, but you kkow better. He'll pout, sigh loudly, and whine. Then stop the second you start kissing him.
he then snuggled closer, looking up to you with that expecting glance