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Sometimes, when they had the money. The group would rent an Airbnb. It was rare but thats what made it special. Jester would choose the place and who shared a room with who.
This time, Pierrot got paired with The Harlequin. He didn't mind sharing a room with him, it was that he would be alone with him for half the day while the tent grounds were set up.
Pierrot laid in bed that morning, watching the birds from out the window as he tried to not fall back to sleep, counting the colors of each one. He sat up, looking at his roommate as he changed from his pajamas, easing a little at his scars being hidden under the costume.
He walked to the kitchen, knowing Harlequin would sleep in possibly.
Pierrot opened the cabinets, looking for something to eat that was easy since he didn't want to cook at the moment. He looked at all the cereals, seeing the brands and picking one that he remembered from hotels, picking that as he knew he'd like it.
He ate the cereal, taking the time to chew the almonds well - Just in case Harlequin woke up earlier then predicted and scares him, not wanting to choke...Again..
He washed his bowl when he finished, sitting at the kitchen island and resting his face on it, the cold polished granite feeling nice on his skin..Almost falling asleep again..
"Wakey-Wakey!! How come you didn't stay in bed?~"
Pierrot immediately jumps up, looking behind him.. "Ah-.. " He mumbled afterwards, Harlequin giggling as he got some cereal as well. "I was..Hungry.." He answered, calming down as he laid back on the counter as harlequin shrugged in understanding.
"How did you sleep..?" Pierrot asked as to not fall asleep. Harlequin went to sit next to him, eating the cereal softly as to not make his chewing to loud for Pierrot. "Great, These beds are amazing." He said, smirking as he toyed with the doll on pierrots head. "You?" He asked.
"I slept fine.. I'm glad you slept well.." Pierrot mumbled, lying in the first bit, The sheets felt awful so he slept worse then he usually does. "I'm glad, you'll need a good rest for tonight." Harlequin said before he finished the milk in his bowl, getting up to wash the bowl as well.
Right.. The first show was usually big to show their arrival.. Pierrot held back a groan as he sat up, looking down at his gloves as he picked at them. "What you want to do? We're pretty much here for half the day." Harlequin said, grabbing a water bottle from the fridge.
Pierrot continued to look down as he thought about it, feeling too tired to do anything. "..You're lying to me." Harlequin muttered to himself as he saw plain as day that Pierrot looked like he hadn't slept a wink last night.
Harlequin stared at the other for a minute before sighing. " I have an idea! You know how you have the cute little doll of me?" Harlequin smirked, hands on the taller ones shoulders.
"...Mhm?" He nodded hesitantly, afraid of where this would go since Harlequin obviously says the most diabolical stuff. "Well! Why dont i make myself one of you?" He smiled wider as Pierrots face lit up. "And who knows, maybe it can help me by snuggling it." He adds before he starts cackling when Pierrot shoved him away.
"It was just a suggestion-!!" He giggled as Pierrot stood, walking to the cabinets and rummaging through them, getting a sudden surge of energy and wanting to use it.
"..Raiding their food now?" Harlequin said as Pierrot grabbed a bunch of ingredients. "..." Harlequin watched as Pierrot moved with practiced efficiency, making what seemed to be cookies.
Pierrot made the dough and popped the cookies in the oven to bake as he cleaned the kitchen of the mess he made,
Harlequin watching with a small smile. "What kind are they?" Harlequin asked, Leaning against the bar. "Double chocolate.." Pierrot said softly as he sat on the counter, almost hitting his head on the celing.
"My favorite, You have something you want to tell me?" Harlequin teases as he chucked at Pierrot almost hitting his head.
Harlequin wasn't much of a fan of sweet things, but he enjoyed Pierrots pastries, they tasted sincere and that made them tolerable to Harlequin. They sat there for awhile, Harlequin watching Pierrot stand there and space out at to not fall asleep.
BEEP BEEP
Harlequin stared at the oven as the timer went off, Pierrot still too in his head to notice it. "Hey, Earth to The Pierrot..?" Harlequin yelled out, waving his arms. "..? Shoot-!" Pierrot jumped, pulling the cookie tray out without the mit. "..." Harlequin watched this, brows furrowed in confusion as Pierrot stood over them, smiling proudly.
Pierrot fanned off the cookies, eager to eat them when they cool down. "Pierrot..." Harlequin started before shaking his head..
Why was he surprised, he had recently learned about Pierrot clawing himself what, last month? Why is he surprised that he displays other self-distructive behaviors.. Still, how hadn't he noticed in the past.. Or maybe Jester had noticed-!! He was always more caring to him.
"Here.." Pierrot walked up to him, snapping him from his thoughts, holding a soft chocolate cookie with chocolate chips on a plate, a small glass of milk on the side.
Harlequin blushed softly at the gesture before immediately covering it, knowing that Pierrot was observent enough to notice. "..Thanks.." He mumbled, taking the plate and cup, setting it in front of him as Pierrot watched him eat, eagerly awaiting his approval.
Harlequin looked down at the cookie, it was a relatively decent size, looking real appetizing. He tore a piece off, eating it with the same planned carefulness as earlier, not wanting to make Pierrot run off.
Harlequins face lit up, really liking this batch, the dark chocolate mixing well on his tongue, licking off the crumbs on his lips. He was gonna ask Pierrot if he tried them yet, although the taller smelt of chocolate so he most likely had a decent amount, Harlequin liked the smell of chocolate on him though..
"..I really enjoy these.. They taste really good.. Thank you, Pierrot." He smiled, continuing to break off pieces and eat them as he sipped the milk.
Pierrot smiled at him, nodding as he walked to the living room, laying on the couch, the energy surge leaving as quickly as it had came, his body hurting as he fell asleep, holding the plush doll of Harlequin as he rested..
Harlequin finished the cookie and got up, cleaning the dishes that were served alongside it, putting the recently dried dishes away to their spots before he went to sit on the couch.
Harlequin stared at the sleeping Pierrot, Noting every line, every crease that showed just how exhausted he was.. "Pierrot, Wake up.." Harlequin stood over the back of the couch, shaking the red one as he shook his head in his sleep.
Harlequin grunted, shaking the other more intensely. "Pierrot, Wake up-! At least go nap in bed-!!" He said, voice harsher, waking the taller.
Pierrot looked at Harlequin in annoyance, the latter immediately stepping back. "Pierrot, this isn't funny." Harlequin said, crossing his arms as Pierrot looked down, tears in his eyes. "Wh-Why are you crying-?! Whats wrong?"
Pierrot couldn't help it, all of a sudden his anger towards Harlequin turned to sadness..
Was it the tone he used..?
Was it because he was tired..? He hated this, why was he like this all of a sudden.
"..." Harlequin stood there, unsure how to deal with this. "I-I'm sorry..I'm so tired as of late no matter how much sleep I get.." Pierrot muttered through sobs as Harlequins eyes softened.
Harlequin sighed, picking him up and walking to their shared room, eyes focused ahead of him as to not give away how he really felt about his outburst.
Pierrot was sat on the bed, the plush sat next to him as Harlequin walked towards Pierrots suitcase and grabbing his sleepwear. "You'll take a nap for a bit and rest.. You really need it.." Harlequin mutters as he helps Pierrot change.
Pierrot sat there as he finished adjusting his clothes, trying to hide his arms. "I already know about them." He said monotonously, moving Pierrots hands.
Pierrot rested a hand on the blanket, rubbing the material between his fingers, feeling disgust at the texture.
Harlequin noticed this, looking at the cabinet and back at Pierrot. He walked over and grabbed a blanket made from Minky, Pierrots perfered fabric type for blankets.
"..Don't be sorry about earlier.. I understand that you were probably overwhelmed." Harlequin mutters as pierrot lays down, the small plush of the Harlequin laid next to him.
Harlequin giggled softly at this, sitting at the edge of the bed. "Thats sure one use for my merch..!" He added. Pierrot just looked up at him, his face lit up with happiness. "you..You do understand..?" He asked, tilting his head.
Harlequin smiled, more genuine now.
"We all have our moments don't we? Yours can just be bigger sometimes." Harlequin said, resting his hand atop Pierrots, feeling butterflies at how Pierrot blushed at that.
Pierrots eyes widened, how was Harlequin able to understand his mind more then Pierrot himself could..?
"Now, rest. You can trust yours truly to wake you~!" Harlequin winked, making Pierrot smile as he nodded, rolling over to sleep, Falling into slumber almost immediately.
Harlequins persona fell, waiting a little to ensure Pierrot was asleep before pressing a kiss to his forehead, resting his face there for a second, feeling how Pierrot would lean into the touch.
He frowned as he pulled back, staring at the taller with a puzzled look. He didn't know what to do, he could take him to Doctor but..
"No.." Harlequin mumbled aloud as he sat on the couch back in the living room, not even wanting to watch TV anymore.
He looked at the clock, Barely 10 AM.. He looked at the bookshelf, a bunch of books on clinical psychology. He was never one for reading, prefering plays or TV so he had a good understanding of what he was seeing..
Yet he had seen Pierrots behaviors, He just didn't know if they meant anything. "This person much be wealthy.." He mumbled, looking at some of the books and the cost on the back.
Harlequin found himself flipping through the chapters, skimming through each disorders meaning and symptoms. He then found the chapter for Autism spectrum disorder.
"Who the hell names these..?" He mumbled, reading through that chapter with interest.. Pierrot displaying a decent amount of characteristics..
It all made sense.. Even thinking back on the past, it all clicked like pieces of the puzzle he was tring to complete.
"No..No way.." He muttered. Did the others know? Did they notice..?! Goodness, why was he pissed now???
He shoved the book back in the shelf, standing there, Not bothering with trying to see what the need for sleep is, since so much has that as a factor, he assumes its the opposite of insomnia.
Could Pierrot have that..? Would he even really understand?
Harlequin walked back to their shared room, staring at Pierrot who looked more at rest then he did that morning. He sat back on the bed, making a script in his head as he held Pierrots hand, Not being too touchy as to not wake him
Although, his mind began to wander, Looking down at the sleeping one with care, Smiling softly to himself..
"..I love you my dearest, Pierrot.." He sighed, leaning back as he watched the other rest.
Later that night..
"I think I enjoyed that first performance! I actually felt rested enough to do it..!" Pierrot told the green one during dinner that night, smiling before he took a bite of his dinner.
"Well if you hadn't slept good, I'd be kinda pissed." Harlequin said jokingly
"And I have you to thank, Harlequin.." The name leaving his lips without malice for the first time in a long while...
Oh how that caught the Harlequin off guard..