𝐸𝑦𝑒𝑠 𝑜𝑛 𝑚𝑒 || 𝑆𝑐𝑎𝑟𝑎𝑚𝑜𝑢𝑐ℎ𝑒 𝑥 𝐶ℎ𝑖𝑙𝑑𝑒

Sudden Realization

It was the next morning and Scaramouche woke up with a slight hangover. As he sat up from bed groaning, he held his head as he massaged his temples. He walked out of his room and made his way to the kitchen and from the corner of his eye, he saw a figure on the couch, startling him.

"Holy shit..." He mumbles as he looks over the couch, "Don't tell me I actually brought another person home with me."

Scaramouche was slightly puzzled, confused even. If he brought someone home, why didn't they sleep with him last night? He then noticed he was changed out of his clothes and looked back over at the man. 'Maybe the only reason I was able to make it back home was because of him. What was his name again... OH! Childe!' He chuckles softly remembering the male's name and heads toward the kitchen. The least he could do was make him breakfast as a thank you.

It had been 15 minutes since Scaramouche had set himself in the kitchen, making pancakes as Childe continued to peacefully lay soundly on the couch. Scaramouche was setting up the plates before walking over to the male and pulling the pillow from right under him, causing Childe's head to hit the armrest. The taller male groans as he sits up, rubbing the side of his face with a slightly irritated look.

"Is that how you wake someone up after they brought you home safely? Couldn't you have woken me up like a normal person?" He growls.

"Be quiet and go eat," Scaramouche says as he walks back to the kitchen counter motioning for the other to follow. "This is my way of thanking you."

"Still would have been better if you had woken me up in a normal way," Childe retorted, emphasizing normal as he ruffled his hair and sat down next to Scaramouche. 'So much for trying to get some sleep after that whole mess.'

Scaramouche rolled his eyes as he walked to the cabinets, grabbing two glasses, "Orange juice?"

"Sure. Also, if you don't mind, I have a favor to ask of you after we finish eating." Childe commented as he looked up at the male, holding out his hand to grab the glass from the other to take a sip before setting it on the table.

"As much as I want to say no, it's the least I can do since you're the one who took me home," Scaramouche replies before sighing. 'I'm at least thankful it wasn't some creep from the club...'

"Well, it looks like you do have some manners after all," chuckling softly as he finished the last few bites. He rose from his seat, walking towards the sink and setting his dishes down. He made his way back to the living room and took out his phone. He noticed he had quite a few missed calls but decided to ignore them. It didn't seem that important to him and tossed his phone to the side.

Scaramouche then sat across from Childe. "So... what was the favor you wanted to ask of me?"

"Ah right, do you think you could drive me back to the club?" Childe asks, not completely sure how the other male would respond. Scaramouche was silent, he just got up from his seat and walked into his room. The taller sighed and grabbed his phone and keys as he got up from the couch. 'Looks like I'll just have to call them to pick me up...'

Childe was about to open the door but was stopped as Scaramouche had grabbed his wrist, "And where do you think you're going? You need a ride don't you?" Childe was slightly taken back as he looked at the keys in his hand and let out a relieved chuckle.

"You really are hard to read," pulling his hand back from the other with a slight shake of his head. "Thank you, I owe you one."

"Don't mention it, just get in the car," he spoke as he opened the door and pulled the taller male out of the house, locking the door. He then motioned for the male to get into the passenger's seat before he got into the driver's seat and start the car.

As Childe got into the car, Scaramouche began to drive the car, the ride being completely silent as the two males couldn't think of a topic to converse on. They rode in silence until Scaramouche was about to say something but was interrupted by Childe, "Oh! There's my car!" He then turns his head to see his lips a gap, "Oh, were you going to say something?"