( hi, I drew the cover art bc I'm OP bye.)
It was a cold night at the circus. A light layer of snow covered the ground and whatever it could reach. Nikolai pushed his emo white hair back and sighed dramatically. It's been 3 hours since he acted like a total homo. It took a toll at him, and he's exhausted. All he wanted to do now was to lay back and visit the place of his birth, the place his mother gave birth to him in one of the shit stained bathroom stalls. The circus.
Nikolai walked around, colorful lights almost blinding but nostalgic. The comfort he felt was almost foreign; almost like he'd never felt it before. Emotion was also a foreign concept. Of course, he felt anger before, but love, no, never.
Up until now...
He was wandering around the main games of the circus, wonderful games, and music booming around the open circus. The cold wind almost played with his hair, and from a distance, you would think you're looking at an angel.
Or that's what the clown thought.
He watched from a safe distance. He would swear that he isn't stalking. That the man was just too beautiful to take your eyes off of, and you would totally do the same. His only excuse.
The clown couldn't give excuses to the blush that covered his face, how his heart fluttered when the wind took the white-haired man breath away, and how his stomach did a flip. Oh, he was in love.
As extroverted the clown seemed, he was rather coy around the white-haired man. He would try conversing, but his words were stuck in his throat, and the man would just walk away. Attempt after attempt and still failed.
So he decided to do it the old-fashioned way, kidnapped him, and dragged him to his special basement. It bothered him when the magician would squirm and attempt to runaway (key word, attempt). But he managed to tape him to a chair and pulled the gag out of his mouth, "Oh senpapi... I wanted us to meet for so long!!!" The clown exclaimed. The man, or Nikolai he called himself" (after a russian novelist, huh.. he thought to himself.) "W-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-w-who are you!!! What do y-y-y-y-y-yyyou want?!?!??!" His voice is music to his ears. He could listen to his voice forever. " I'm your.. what do I say... secret (I just realized the dude doesn't talk. Imagine they r using mind control or smth). Admirer..."
Then Nikolai blushed deeply and held art the clowns face and gave him a passionate kiss then they got married and lived happily ever after (he killed him)
