I can head pets pierrot and harlequin before I kiss them 🌹
yes but imagine… ok, let me just take ur hand… just let me cook for a second
you wake up, get ready, and start your morning walk to work. pierrot’s giving out flyers again, and you greet him as you walk past, starting up a small, one-sided, yes-or-no conversation with him. he looks a bit nervous, and he beckons you to a nearby alleyway. of course you follow because you always seem to be weak to this man, but now… he’s shifting the flyers in his hand nervously, looking a bit sweaty as he begins, raspy voice breaking slightly, “c- can i… kis—!”
“and what do we have here…! pierrot, i could’ve SWORE i heard something…”
and then there’s harlequin, appearing at the alleyway entrance, looking ever so pleased with the sight. or maybe it’s what he was interrupting that has him so giddy. it’s so sudden that it almost feels like he had been watching the two of you earlier. knowing exactly where to go, leisurely interrupting the moment with the grace of a bull in a china shop. “did you hear something, little dove? or was I imagining what our future together would sound like?”
you don’t have time to react to harlequin’s hand wrapping around your wrist, nor can you stay balanced when he tugs you, quite hard, i may add, away from pierrot, and you’re falling towards that green menace, you know you are, when you’re pulled back, the other way, landing against pierrots chest. you look up at him, confused at your sudden rotation, but the dark look covering his face is directed solely at harlequin. pierrot had time to react to that? it was so quick..? how did he..? you’re looking back and forth between the two of them, feeling very much like a bitable dog toy as they stare at each other with shadows across their faces. you aren’t exactly sure why the dark looks, bur you excuse yourself from pierrots grasp with an apology and a promise to see him later, to which pierrot nods a weak smile at and you go on your marry little way.
you dont get to see the trashcan lid that harlequin has to duck to avoid, or hear him tutting pierrot, with vague threats, “you better HOPE i dont feel the need to share this information with the others, pierrot…”
OFC we can pet them before we kiss them but my god is making them fight over our oblivious ass so fun
