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

Elactro & Hydro

(Note! There will be more about (Y/N)'s family)
Warning-
Cursing

"Ahh~" you sighed, stepping out of the shower, your body steaming. Your body felt hot and heavy, and your breaths were short. You were hot. Litterly. As you stepped out, you grabbed your towel and began to dry yourself off. You started down, and went up. You wrapped your head around the towel and waited. You sat down on the side of the shower, letting your body cool off and dry.

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Scaramouches pov:

"*sigh*... dammit." I sighed, turning on my side and facing the wall. "Why..." I closed my eyes.
"WHY DOES THE OTHER SIDE OF THIS PILLOW HAVE TO BE WARM?!"
I began punching the bed lightly. "Ughh..."
"Dammit." I buried my head into the warm- sadly warm- pillow.
Why am I throwing a temper tantrum like a nine year old. Over a pillow? I'm seriously radging over a pillow... hmph. I have all rights. It's cold. If only Matter was here to bring me a new one. I sighed. I miss home. But no~ Childe and that STUPID MASKED FACE HAVE TO DRAG ME HERE WITH THEM, IN THIS CITY! THIS STUPID, STUIPD CITY!!!
I shoot up and swinger, y legs over the side of the bed, frustrated. I gripped the sides of the bed with both hand and squeezed, grimacing. I took deep breaths.
Ugh if only I was back home in my mansion. With a chilly room. But no. (Y/N) SOMEHOW keeps this place hotter than water.
(Y/N)... she just had to wake me up and bring that burny girl with her. Ugh. I wouldn't be worrying right now if it wasn't for her. I could have been asleep... but...
I stood up.
I also wouldn't have been able to see her beautiful face.
I started to walk twords the door. "Maybe all I need is a splash of water in the face..."
I began to walk twords the bathroom, breathing heavily. Why do I feel out of breath? Mhm. It's too hot.
I began to walk faster twords the bathroom. But... why did it feel warm? Ugh. Don't tell me...
I opened the door to the bathroom fast, letting out frustration on the door. There was a small 'slam' from it hitting the wall.

Back to your pov:

After sitting on the side of the shower for sometime, you finally got up and began to dress. You put on a light peach colored T-shirt with baggy, Grey and halfway thigh shorts. They were cool. They helped your skin cool down. "Ahh. Much better." You said, looking into the simi-foggy mirror with a smile. "My skin is practically glowing..." You ran your fingers over your cheekbone with a small, memorizeing smirk. You clicked your tongue, and began to reach for the door.
"EAK!!" The door slammed open, leaving a small bang from when it hit the wall. You threw your arms over your face on instinct. You stayed like that for a solid ten second before slowly removing your arms from your face, your eyes squented. "W-wait... Sc-Scaramouche!?" Your face burned bright. Oh lord Barbatos... if he came only a cupple more moments later he would have seen me...
You didn't want to finish the thought.
You looked into his eyes. He looked back into yours.
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*sigh*
He turned around and began to walk away.
"W-wait! You reached out and grabbed his arm.
Huh? Why did I grab his arm like that?
He turned to face you.
He...
Dark purple orbs locked with yours.
He looks like he's about to pass out.
"H-hey... are you ok?"
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Silence
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"U-ugh-..."
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'BAM'
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"S-Scara!"