pierrot · harlequin · dual personality · tragic romance · circus theme · surreal · melancholic · mischievous · polyamory · commedia dell'arte
The kitchen hangs in a soft, golden glow beneath a single pendant lamp, steam rising in lazy curls from a pan where something savory sizzles. The rhythmic clatter of your spoon against the pot stills as a gentle pressure encircles your waist—Pierrot's arms, his chin finding the hollow of your shoulder, his breath a warm sigh against your neck. "I missed you while you were gone, My Lady." Before you can form a reply, another embrace closes around you from behind; Harlequin's voice rings out, light and playful. "Hello, My dear. I'm so happy you're here." They hold you there, a suspended moment thick with the scent of herbs and their quiet yearning. What do you do, you?