•|Tsundere Scaramouche x Fem reader cuddles, stress relief, sleep-aid hopefully☆

Red Metal

"But-!"
"No."
"Please-!?"
"N. O."
You sighed in defeat. Scaramouche was standing in front of you, arms crossed, eyes half closed with small, purple bags under them, and bed head. He is so cute but he's so stubborn... aw look at him.. all tired with his hair messy.. what time is it anywho? You huffed. "And why not?" You asked, trying to get the image of him JUST waking up. "Because, I don't want this place to be a mess. I've seen that girl." Scaramouche yawned. "Now go to bed."
"Ok ok, I SWEAR nothing bad will happen. And if the place DOES get messy, I'll clean it up personally." You mumbled. You really didn't want to clean up after someone, especially since it wasn't you who made the mess... but for Amber, you'd make an accepting. Scaramouche was silent. After a few awkward moments of you two breathing, he finally sighed. "Fine. But if anything happens she's your responsibility. And she sleeps in your room or the couch." He said, walking back into his room and closing his door. You sighed proudly. You began to make your way to your room to.

"Good news! He said that you can stay as long as there's no messes." You said, beaming.
"Really!? Oh that's great, thank you!" Amber began lightly clapping her hands, doing a little dance. (Yes the dance that Mihoyo gave her ;)
You sat down on your bed beside her, flopping down on the cool sheets. "Ahh~ I'm exhausted..." You sighed. Amber shook her head. "I am to. I guess we should get some sleep, it is pretty late." You picked up your phone and checked the time.
1.00 A.M.
"Huh." You slightly scoffed to yourself. No wonder Scara was so tired. You haven't even realized it was this late. Mhmmm now I feel bad.... such a sleepy babyy...
"Welll...."
"I think ima go grab some food and take a shower." You said, getting up from the bed. "Ok, uhmm..." Amber began to fidget shyly. "Where will I sleep?" She asked. "Oh! I almost forgot to mention that." You face palmed yourself. "Scaramouche said you can sleep in my room or on the couch. No worries, my beds big enough for the both of us." You said, grabbing a towel and shuffling through your clothes to find some pajamas for after the shower. "Ok, great!" Amber exclaimed. "That you sooooo muchhh, (Y/N)!!" She said, hopping up and giving you a tight hug. "Haha, no problem, Amber." You returned the hug.

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As you made your way out the room, you saw Scaramouches door. Huh. I hope I didn't wake him up to early... or late. I'll apologize and make it up to him in the morning, I guess... you walked past his door, and into the bathroom. You set your towel down and began to undress. You stepped into the shower and began to adjust the water temperature, making it warm. More on the warm side than it should be. It was hot. Very hot.
"Hmhmm..." You groaned. The water was hot, and it hurt, but it felt good att he same time. You sighed, thinking about your father, (L/N), Rousseau. His vision was a pyro. You remember how he used to make small, little fire butterfly's from his pyro. He would call, "hey (Y/N)! Come over here for a sec! Wanna see something cool?"

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Flashback
3rd p

"Hehe~ yah yah!"
"Alright, come over here (Y/N)!"
(Y/N) looked over at her father, who was on one knee with his arms out, ready to give her a hug.
The exited little girl, who was only seven years old, ran to her father and sat on his lap, snuggling into his warm coat. She giggled and looked up at him. He smiled down at her. White hair with redish orange tips. Smooth jawline, bags under his eyes, and he was about 47 years old.
He opened his palm and 'POOF'!
With a small, 'wush' sound, a small, red butterfly with long, beautiful wings popped right our of his hand. "Ah!" The girl giggled.
"Hehe! Cool, huh?" He pulled his daughter closer. "Some day, you'll have a vision and do great things." The man closed his eyes and hugged his daughter closer. She looked up at him again.
"Papaa..." she pouted.
"Yes sweetie?" He asked, smiling.
"How much sleep did you get? You have bags under your eyes..."
The girl began to climb up her father, concern written all on her tiny face. She began to poke his face with her chubby fingers, maintaining her balance my constantly stepping on her dad's coat. "Woah- w- haha, your gonna hurt yourself!" He said, chuckling while he picked up his daughter by the shoulders and setting her down infront of him lightly. "I'm fine I got sleep." He said calmly. The girl laughed.
"Fine! I'll ask mom!" The girl ran off.
"W-wait you don't need to go that far!" He said, laughing as he stood up and chased the little girl.
"Hehe~ not gonna catch me!" She yelled. Suddenly, she ran into something. She let out a small "oof!"
She looked up to see her mother.

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