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It's been a few hours since I helped that.. Jester? He was some sort of clown. Even though he didn't say a word I'm still stuck thinking about him. I try to focus on serving the customer but I really can't listen to them talk about meaningless things. Not when I keep thinking about that cute clown
'Ugh what the hell is wrong with me?'
The last of the customer finally leave as I quickly clean the counters while trying to remember how much a ticket costs. Of course another customer has to come in right before I locked up and the asshole wouldn't stop talking. But then he brought up the circus.
"Do you like the circus?" The ass said quietly. If I wasn't so desperate for info maybe I would've noticed the ominous aura that guy emitted. He then pulled out a ticket!
"I have an extra one. I have to leave town so I won't be able to use it.." Before he could finish I snatched it. Staring at it for a moment before realizing how rude that was.
"Ah! Sorry sir! I've really been wanting to go and I wasn't sure if I had the money to buy a ticket," The words rush out of my mouth desperate to explain, I really can't lose this job. "I really am so-" The man cuts me off, waving his hand.
"It's fine, just enjoy the circus." He then got up and left. He didn't even buy any coffee. Well I can't be mad at him, he got me a ticket! I hug it to my chest for a moment , 'Why am I this happy? The clown wasn't that cute' I stuff the ticket in my pocket, embarrassed by my actions.
'Why am I this damn happy about a stupid ticket?' I finish cleaning up the counters when the lights go out. 'Fuuuuuck!' I scramble to try to fix it, stumbling and swearing as I search in the dark. When I find it I see that the door is opening... the clown dude!
He just stood there for a moment before reaching into his pocket and pulling out a paper rose. I couldn't help but blush, I took it and was totally engrossed in it for a moment before I saw that he was bleeding. Blood dropped down his mask.
"Ack! Holy shi- sit down! Hold up I'll get a rag!" The clown happily sat down staring up at me as I got the blood off of him. He looked so damn cute.. 'ahhh fuck be professional! I haven't left work yet!'
I finally finish and look down at him 'kinda want to pet him, would he let me..?' I shake my head and put the napkin in the trash. I look back over at him.
"Soo.. Is the mute thing a part of the act or..?"
The clown looks around for a moment before getting up and leaning in. "I can't be seen talking."
"Ah so it's part of the act?"
The clown nods "Yes my dear. I sincerely appreciate all your help. Im the Pierrot! Nice to meet you!"
"Nice to meet you! I'm y/n!"
"Iknow"
"Huh?.. oh but a pierrot? You don't really look like one."
"Indeed! You are right my dear! We had to... modernize my attire. But my role, remains unchanged."
"People have been pretty rough with you guys"
"I suppose we may appear a touch... uncanny."
"Do the pierrots out on the street with the flyers also perform?"
"Indeed! We have a small cast so we both advertise and perform. Though I must say my dear that I am the only Pierrot. The others are jesters and.. harlequins.." He rolls his eyes obviously he doesn't get along with everyone
"That's kinda cool though! So, are the others also quiet?" I try to lighten up the mood, I don't like that expression on his cute face.
Pierrot shakes his head that adorable smile coming back "I am the only one who remains silent" His smile grows, "Though I make an exception when it's just us!"
"Oh! I'll keep your seceret safe then!" I practically sing, god he's just so cute when he's smiling. I see the band-aid I gave early after that bastard bruised his face. I gently take it off and see that the injury is much better now. His face is all red as he looks down. "Thank you my dear! And I've brought you another token of my gratitude!"
He pulled out a red ticket. It looked exactly like the one I got earlier, just blood red. The same color as his outfit! < For a moment I completely forgot about the first one I got, I take it from him, overjoyed at the gift. But why is is a different color?
"Hey Pierrot, I got a ticket earlier but it doesn't look like this one." I take out the pink ticket I got from that customer and Pierrot's eyes narrow.
"That is a counterfeit my dear," He quickly takes it from me and motions to his ticket in my hand, "please use mine."
'That asshole gave me a fake?! Why? Why would someone do that? Gahh if I see him-' I take a deep breath and put back on my smile "Thank you Pierrot! It would've been embarrassing to arrive with a fake!"
He smiles back his face getting all red. 'So cute! I should close but...'
"Would you like a drink?"
Pierrot looked somewhat surprised then his smile grew and he nodded with so much enthusiasm you'd think I made his year "Ah yes please!"
I don't even ask what he wanted I really just want to talk to him and I want him to stay as long as possible so.. I just start making iced London fog latte, he'll be here for atleast 5 minutes! "So.. what acts do you perform?"
Pierrot sits back down and stares at me as he speaks. "Dancing and knife throwing mostly!"
"Dancing? God how hot.." I cut myself off, shit. I don't think he heard though. I don't dare look back. 'what if he heard? Dammit did I just blow my chance?'
"You'll see it all tomorrow.." I turn back and his face is just as red as mine. 'Shit! He totally heard! But.. he doesn't seem creeped out, maybe he doesn't mind..?'
I clear my throat, "Y-Yeah, I'll be able to see you perform tomorrow. Maybe I shouldn't have asked, kept it a surprise for tomorrow!" I grab the latte and put it on the counter. I want to keep talking to him, but I don't trust my stupid mouth and I will not be losing him because I can't keep my mouth shut! "Well, I really should be closing up now."
Pierrot nods and stands up, picking up the latte too. "Of course my dear! I'll be seeing you tomorrow!" He leaves then and I'm left with my thoughts. My mean thoughts that berate me for my earlier comment. 'Ughhh it's fine, it's fine. He obviously doesn't care, he was blushing.. blushing, does he like me or is he embarrassed? But if he was embarrassed he wouldn't have been so happy and calling me that pet name! So maybe..'
I lock the doors to the cafe and walk home. Maybe he does like me. I mean we just met so he can't feel that strongly but he obviously is somewhat interested. I giggle, maybe if I do this right I can have him. All mine, my pierrot.
I unlock my door, falling onto my bed with such a stupid smile on my face. Gahhh tomorrow after my shift I'll see him. I get into my pj's, turn on my TV, and try to stop thinking about Pierrot. It takes hours but I eventually fall asleep.
I feel like I wake up again, to Pierrot in my room his face next to mine as he talks. When I wake I can't recall what he was saying. Just a dumb dream about him I guess.