Art the Clown x Reader

Part 1 Ch 2

   Once you finished your meal you left the restaurant with no thought to stop. Something felt off, it was weird. You didn't like it. No one was following you, you made sure of that, but you felt eyes watching you... You continued walking home.

   You messed with the ring on your finger, the thought of that nice clown... It brought you SOME comfort. You smiled down at it, it really was such a sweet gesture. Your smile quickly faded as you heard footsteps behind you. You slowed down until you were at a complete stop, and slowly turned your head.

   It was him! Against your better judgement, you smiled and waved him over, he seemed as confused as you felt and hid something behind his back as he walked toward you. "Are you walking this way too, man? You could've told me that," You chuckled. He said nothing.

   "Ah, mime act huh? You're real devoted to that costume, neat costume by the way, I like it!" You complimented him. Compliment after compliment, and he said nothing at all. He would give you smiles every so often, but that was it.

   "Oh, uh. This is mine," You gestured to an apartment complex, "So I guess this is where we part ways," You smiled and continued twisting the ring. The clown took notice of the ring and he did an exaggerated surprised face, pointing at it.

   You glanced down at it, "Did you not expect me to keep it?" You laughed. He shook his head no and gave you a little smile. Suddenly he held a finger up and flung his trash bag onto the sidewalk, digging thought it. You thought it polite not to peek into the bag.

   He pulled a flower out and offered you to smell it. "Oh! Uh, okay," You went to sniff it, expecting it to squirt water onto your face, but instead it smelled... Metallic. You stood up straight and he pushed the flower into your hands, "You really don't need to-" You started, but he again pushed. You grabbed the flower, "Thank you."

   He tipped his hat and threw his bag over his shoulder, walking away. You watched him walk for a while before heading to your apartment. Upon entering, you put the flower onto the counter and went to change. You came back and picked up the flower, intending to put it in a vase, but... There was blood when you picked it up.

   You checked your hands for cuts, just on case, but then further analyzed the flower, and there it was. It was covered in blood. "Maybe it's fake..?" You excused the suspicious behavior of the flower and went to wash it off, doing your best not to let your mind wander.

   You put the flower in a small vase and put it next to your bed, on your nightstand. You then got ready for bed, turned off the lights, and drifted off to sleep...