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As you walk in the door, you hear a loud jingling of bells as Pierrot quickly stands up and runs to come greet you.
"There you are!! I was starting to wonder where you had gone..." He wraps you in a tight hug, soft fabric rustling against your skin, and he scoops you up to give you a kiss on the cheek, leaving you giggling. "Late night? Well, that's okay, my dearest. As long as you always come back, of course..." He sets you down gently. "How are you feeling? I can make you something to drink!"
You smile, nodding if only to give him peace of mind. "Hot chocolate would be lovely, if that's okay?"
You know he loves doing things for you, especially cooking, so it's become a sort of nightly ritual for him to make you something warm to drink before bed.
"Of course it's okay, my love." He pads away to the kitchen, surprisingly quiet except for the soft jingling of bells as he prepares your drink. In the meantime, you plop down on the couch, letting out a long sigh as the worries of your day slowly wash away.
After a minute or two, he comes back, holding a mug of hot chocolate prepared just the way you like it. "Wow, Pierrot, how did you know how I like my hot cocoa?" He smiles and tilts his head, and you sigh. You already know how, don't you? You just let it go, accept the cup, and smile, drinking it and sighing in contentment. "Mmm... Thanks."
"Of course, my dearest~ anything else?"
"No, it's perfectly fine, thank you." You smile, and he sits down next to you while you drink. It's perfect, and he's absolutely *glowing* watching you enjoy your drink. It's adorable, and you put on a little bit of a show, letting out passionate hums of approval to make him happier. You finally finish, and set the cup down on the end table next to the couch, leaning back and letting yourself relax.
"That was great... Thanks again, Pierrot."
"Of course, my dearest. I would never let you go hungry after such a long day~" He leans closer, letting his hands bursh your face, and you lean in to let him hold you. Giddy, he scoops you up and sets you in his lap, and you two rest like that for a while before you let out an involutary yawn.
"My dear, are you sleepy?" You try to shake your head and refute the claim, but immediately he stands up with you in his arms and carries you all the way to the bedroom.
Within seconds, you've been thrust out of your scratchy worm uniform and put in a soft, quality pair of pajamas. He guides you through the whole process, and immediately takes care of your dirty clothing and anything you need.
Gently, oh so gently, he lays you down on the bed, letting you sit against the back. "It's good to get rest, my dearest. I want you living the longest lifespan you possibly can, and sleep will help with that. Plus, I always want you well rested and taken care of~" He pulls the sheets over you, and sits on the end of the bed. "Of course, you don't have to sleep right now. But you should be prepared to do so when you desire."
You nod. "Thank you, Pierrot~" you pet his head, gently carressing the side of his face, and he leans in like an eager dog. "You're always so sweet, aren't you?" He tilts his head, blush spreading across his face. "Only for you, my dearest~"
Slowly, you pull yourselves down into the bed, snuggling and holding each other tight. His arms wrap around you, and his body becomes a plushy cloud of comfort for you to rest your head upon. The entire time, he gently runs his fingers through your hair, his claws gently scratching your scalp, soothing you.
Another yawn escapes your mouth, and he pulls you tighter, letting you relax fully in his arms. Your arms and legs find comfort wrapped around him and he slowly hums and rocks you gently, stroking your hair and running his hands down your body in a gentle, quiet caress. He whispers, "Are you feeling okay with this?" And you let out a soft hum, letting your eyes close.
"I'm glad, my love. You can fall asleep now... You're safe." He pulls the blankets over the both of you, and relaxes his body, his breathing steadying in hopes your body will do the same. You relax, and you can hear his heartbeat's steady rhythm against your ear. Slowly, your body goes limp as you drift off to sleep, his last few words slowly reverberating in your head....
"Goodnight, my dearest.... Sleep well~"