A/N: my take on the obsession au cw: mentions of blood & knives
⤷First of all, Bear can trip in a ditch.
I feel like Pierrot would’ve already had a wish willow thing to begin with, but he didn’t use it in case he needed it for something other than to stop Harlequin from annoying him
When Pierrot met you, he was enamored with you. He tried to go slow, to be gentle & soft with you. But no matter what he did, you always seemed to push him away. Pierrot couldn’t have that. So he used the wish willow.
‘I wish they loved me more than anything in the entire world’
It startled Pierrot when he heard shuffling coming from outside his tent. When he moved to open curtains, there you were.
“..Hi” you said, a little nervous. He only stared at you. “I uhm, I wanted to see you. I couldn’t sleep.” He didn’t know what time it was, but he knew it was late. & he knew you had work in the morning - but he couldn’t care about that right now. You were here, here with him.
Pierrot led you in his tent, getting you comfortable, lending you one of his spare uniforms, & having you lay on top of him in his bed. Good lord was he in heaven.
Now, he didn’t really believe in a lot of those ‘wish’ things. Pierrot heard from those crystal shop people to ‘be careful what you wish for’ but again, it never really crossed his mind too much.
For the next few weeks, it genuinely doesn’t bother him that you’re suddenly all over him. It is a little strange that you suddenly stopped working at the cafe .. but oh well! Now you can be with him at the circus all the time!
Harlequin still tries to make passes & flirtatious remarks at you, but you somehow always turn them into something about Pierrot. Which makes Harlequin’s eyes roll.
There was one time that really did give Pierrot a bit of a fright. Apparently, whilst you were waiting for Pierrot to finish his performance, Harlequin had pulled you aside & pinned you against a wall.
“Enough with that Pierrot.. why don’t we have some fun instead~?”
When Pierrot’s show finally wrapped up, he looked around his whole tent for you. Then thought that you were with Harlequin flashed in his head, & he couldn’t bear the thought of it. So when he rushed to the green tent, what he saw made his breath hitch.
There Harlequin was pinned to a wall, with Pierrot’s throwing knives keeping him in place. Harlequin’s blood stained the wood. The knives that pinned him were just .. everywhere-! Hands, legs, arms.. You had even managed to stab his tentacles down. He was still alive, & breathing- just barley however.
“Oh-! Honey! I’m so sorry you have to see this..” you feigned innocence. “Harley here wouldn’t stop messing around with me.. so I had to remind him that I belonged to someone else.”
Pierrot saw it, the dark almost psychotic look in your eyes. Although he did admire it, he didn’t want you to do this !!
“I knoww.. but you do it to him all the time, I thought that I could give it a try.. y’know?” You said, kneeling in front of him.
Alright .. that was a little odd. But the way you look below just .. drives him mad. He gave you a little lecture, telling you not to stab any other members like that. Then he returned you to his tent. He still praised you however. He was absolutely enamored with the fact that you had put Harlequin in his place to keep Pierrot all to yourself .. If he wasn’t so hopelessly in love with you, it’d be a little concerning.
What was concerning, was when Pierrot left to do Circus work, you’d just wait. Wait there for him. You wouldn’t eat, drink, or do anything else- but wait. He’d leave in the morning, & then come back in the late evening - finding you in the exact same spot he left you in this morning.
“I’m sorry dear .. I just can’t live without you.” You’d tell him lovingly. He had to remind you before he left & after he came back to take care of yourself .. he didn’t want you to become malnourished! Then again, he wouldn’t mind taking care you all by himself ..
There was one night Pierrot had been out a lot later because there was a storm. He sought shelter under an awning. He was going to wait out the storm, until he get a call from Jester telling him to return to the circus.
“Your pet … I think something is really wrong with them.” Jester told him. Pierrot could hear your muffled screams from the other line.
Pierrot had bolted through the rain to get back to you- not without slipping on his feet a few times. When he returned to his tent, he was completely drenched, & freezing.
He pushed passed the thick fabric. It was dark, really dark. He couldn’t see anything, or you.
“..my dear? Amore?” He called out taking two steps into the tent.
He felt something grab at his arm. Without thinking, he swiftly took out one of his spare throwing knives, & pointed it.
But he quickly lowered it, once he was met your eyes. “Pierrot honey, what’d you do that for?” You smiled, yet that smile was forced, cold, & unsettling.
Not your normal warm & inviting one.
“My love-! Is everything alright-? I, heard you screaming .. Jester said-“
You scoffed at him. “Jester? Pfff.. he always exaggerates about me.. I’m fine! Perfectly fine. I’m your darling, aren’t I?” You grabbed the knife in his hand, & pointed it below your chin.
The knife began to pierce your skin, drawing blood down the blade- your smile only grew more & more. More disturbing, more unsettling, more forced.
“Of course I love you.” Pierrot replied, though his eyes held slight worry to them, his voice did not waiver. “..do you, love me?”
You shook your head. Gripping the base of the knife with all your strength,
“More than anything in the entire world.”
A/N: I don’t really like this how this ended :p
