Some unfinished TFC oneshots
Pierrot x MC
You were not ill: only susceptible to the passage of time in a way he wasn’t.
“Don’t worry. Doctor said I’m recovering.”
“My love, how can I not worry?” He places a tender kiss under your eye. “Your soul, once bright, now flickers. I’m scared your passion will consume what’s left of you.”
You smile. “It’s okay, Pierrot.”
His breath stutters at your resigned tone. He shakes his head.
“It will never be okay, my lady.”
Resting his chin on your stomach, Pierrot closes his eyes, savoring the way it rises and falls. Counting every abnormal heartbeat, noting every shallow breath.
“Whatever happens,” he eventually mutters, “please stay with me a while longer. I.. cannot imagine what I’d do without you. Or if I’d be anything at all.”
“Haha.. don’t say that.”
“It is the truth! I.. I have only ever been honest to you, my love.”
You take a deep breath before lifting an arm and gingerly petting his head. “I’ll stay as long as I can.”
Pierrot’s eyes open, his face flushing, but the color drains from his face with the tremor of your hand. He takes gentle hold of your arm, supporting it, and leans into your touch.
Doctor x MC
“Did you know? I am in love.”
You blink.
“Another one of the foolish, irrational emotions I thought were impossible for something like me. Yet, it appears and announces itself in a way I cannot ignore. I once considered feelings to be separate entities from me, but now I itch to embrace them; I itch to say what I shouldn’t. I must admit it: I.. I am scared.”
Of myself. Of losing you. Of these people that are me, but not me, who act illogically in my body. Yes, I am afraid. Not unlike the fear I experienced way back then, with her.
He tilts forward slightly, unconsciously.
Say you felt the same? Tell him that you understood, that you reciprocated, that it was not foolish to act on impulse.
But the way you peer up at Doctor—glossy, vulnerable—makes his shoulders tense. Hesitantly, he mutters:
“If you are scared too, I cannot blame you.”
Slowly, his hands reach to your sides. You squeeze your eyes shut—
Click.
The cuffs come undone. Doctor slowly backs away.
“…If you wish to leave, then I will not stop you.”
I also have a harlequin one but I might post that on my wattpad once I finish. check my profile out at https://www.wattpad.com/user/Kokana81
(also if someone can tell me how to format on ao3 then that would be great.. idk how to do it)
