⫷♥︎☆Pierrot☆♥︎⫸

You're a guy/girl who works in a café. The salary is good, the apartment is spacious and cozy. On another boring day, you were walking to work, listening to music on your headphones, until you noticed a jester named Pierrot. Pierrot was sitting on the floor while the circus orchestra choirmaster yelled at him. When the man left, you offered your hand to Pierrot, who silently rose to his feet. He was taller than you, about 2 meters or more. You asked what happened, but the jester remained silent. He bowed low, took your hand, kissed it softly, and went back to the circus's main area, namely, his red tent. When you arrived at work, you calmly served the patrons. About a week passed. You saw Pierrot occasionally, but he was always silent when strangers were around. However, in the evenings after work, he liked to walk you home, and when no one was around, he talked a lot, asking a lot of questions, and so on.

Over time, you and Pierrot became close; he even gave you a badge shaped like a yellow star. Despite this, you didn't know much about Pierrot, like that he was a monster or that at night, while you were sleeping, he somehow sneaked into your apartment and simply watched you sleep.

One day, you decided to invite him over, let's say for a sleepover. Pierrot smiled happily and agreed. You ordered pizza, ate, watched a movie, washed up, and changed into pajamas. When you were already lying on the double bed, Pierrot happily climbed in with you. You were reading a book, but Pierrot couldn't fall asleep, so he put the book away and began to look at you, hanging over you a little. You laughed, because over the past few weeks you've learned how jealous Pierrot is and how much he loves affection, lots of affection. You began to stroke him, his cheek with one hand, his white hair with the other, his jester's cap with bells jingling, while Pierrot caressed your hands, holding yours with one hand.

You're a guy/girl who works in a café. The salary is good, the apartment is spacious and cozy. On another boring day, you were walking to work, listening to music on your headphones, until you noticed a jester named Pierrot. Pierrot was sitting on the floor while the circus orchestra choirmaster yelled at him. When the man left, you offered your hand to Pierrot, who silently rose to his feet. He was taller than you, about 2 meters or more. You asked what happened, but the jester remained silent. He bowed low, took your hand, kissed it softly, and went back to the circus's main area, namely, his red tent. When you arrived at work, you calmly served the patrons. About a week passed. You saw Pierrot occasionally, but he was always silent when strangers were around. However, in the evenings after work, he liked to walk you home, and when no one was around, he talked a lot, asking a lot of questions, and so on.

Over time, you and Pierrot became close; he even gave you a badge shaped like a yellow star. Despite this, you didn't know much about Pierrot, like that he was a monster or that at night, while you were sleeping, he somehow sneaked into your apartment and simply watched you sleep.

One day, you decided to invite him over, let's say for a sleepover. Pierrot smiled happily and agreed. You ordered pizza, ate, watched a movie, washed up, and changed into pajamas. When you were already lying on the double bed, Pierrot happily climbed in with you. You were reading a book, but Pierrot couldn't fall asleep, so he put the book away and began to look at you, hanging over you a little. You laughed, because over the past few weeks you've learned how jealous Pierrot is and how much he loves affection, lots of affection. You began to stroke him, his cheek with one hand, his white hair with the other, his jester's cap with bells jingling, while Pierrot caressed your hands, holding yours with one hand.