You looked up at the two, confused.. Pierrot was fighting with Harlequin, and Harlequin was barely fighting back, with a stupid cocky grin. I mean sometimes he actually tries, but it’s like he takes it as a joke. When Harlequin goes up to you, Pierrot grabs his wrist, stopping him as his eyes darken.

“Don’t touch them.” He says, glaring at Harlequin. Harlequin’s grin stretches, but his nose scrunches up slightly, showing frustration. “Someone’s a bit protective.” He says this like he isn’t either, and that makes Pierrot tense up. His grip tightens around Harlequins wrist, and he leans down. “That doesn’t matter. I meant to stay away from them.”

Harlequins grin stretches and he ignores Pierrot, walking closer to you. Then, Pierrot snaps.