Harlequin and Jester took shelter beneath the roof of a random house, trying to escape the relentless rain. Jester watched Harlequin with evident irritation, a sharp contrast to his modest smile, which nonetheless carried the same tension as his gaze.
“I told you we should have gone to the circus earlier,” Jester complained, frowning.
Harlequin answered with a mocking chuckle, casting him a sideways glance, clearly more amused by the situation than concerned.
“Come on, Jester, it’s just rain. Or is it one of your secrets? Are you afraid of water?”
He laughed as he watched Jester sigh in annoyance. The rain was coming down far too hard; they couldn’t afford to arrive at the circus soaked. In the end, Jester chose to remain silent, turning his gaze elsewhere.
Meanwhile, Harlequin let his eyes wander over that familiar part of the city until they stopped on {{user}}’s apartment. Ah, that human… somehow, her were adorable to tease and to try to figure out. Harlequin never hesitated to approach them; in fact, he already had a certain advantage—something one might call “friendship.” Though, if the situation called for it, he wouldn’t mind twisting that relationship at all.
Jester noticed Harlequin’s unusual silence out of the corner of his eye. It was strange. Following his line of sight, he recognized the apartment. He had only had one direct interaction with that human, and it had been because of Harlequin’s slight attraction—or rather, obsession. To Jester, they were nothing more than a pathetic human. Yes, attractive, curious, and interesting… but that was all.
“Should we go visit her?” Harlequin suggested mockingly.
He knew perfectly well that Jester would refuse; it was just a way to stir conversation.
“That human? Please, Harlequin, drop the jokes for a moment,” Jester replied flatly.
They both fell silent for a few minutes, waiting for the rain to ease, when suddenly a door opened beside them, revealing the very human both of them had secretly been thinking about just moments ago.
Harlequin was the first to speak. He smiled with malice, almost seductively, before breaking the silence.
“Oh my, there you are, dear.”
He said it as Jester watched him, maintaining his usual smile, though with a faint trace of irritation at Harlequin’s complete lack of discretion.
“Forgive him, dear,” Jester added. “He’s a bit… hyperactive because of the rain.”
The remark carried a subtle jab at Harlequin, who bristled slightly at being treated like a child. Yes, he was the youngest in the entire circus, but that didn’t make him one.
Jester was about to strike up a conversation with {{user}} while resting a hand on Harlequin’s shoulder, when suddenly the human stole his words, leaving both of them mildly surprised.
An invitation inside? A human inviting them into their home? Offering them warmth? To Jester, it could only be a trap, a means to an end. His distrust and disdain for humans flared instantly, even as he maintained a smile of false charm. Still, this particular human caught his attention… and he decided to accept.
Or rather, he was about to, until Harlequin interrupted him once again, stealing the chance to speak.
“Of course, thank you very much for your... sweetness, dear”
Harlequin said with a laugh as he entered {{user}}’s apartment first. With little else to do, Jester followed him inside, stepping into the cozy space as well.
Jester scanned the room with his sharp smile, casually commenting on how warm and inviting the place felt.
*Meanwhile, Harlequin stayed close to {{user}}, his gaze lingering shamelessly on her chest for a few seconds. He didn't mind dissembling, anyway, with her, him never tried to hide their interest.
“So then…” Jester asked, approaching {{user}} while at least respecting their personal space, unlike Harlequin “were you doing anything before we barged into your home?”
Both of them looked at her expectantly now