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"Scaramouche . ." you mumbled, face red as you crossed your arms and looked away. "What's wrong?~ I'm not doing anything, just putting books away since you're so . . incompetent." He insulted you in a low whisper, a smirk tugging on his lips as you only sneered at him.


He loved the cute little reactions you made whenever he did something you didn't like <3.


You watched him, as he slowly grabbed another book, and placed it somewhere near your waist. Was that even where the book was suppose to be?


You observed him, his outfit looked rather . . good. But then again, he looked good in anything. A white-collared shirt adorned his skin, along with black ripped jeans and white nike shoes. A black tie was also something he wore-- and boy did it compliment the outfit. A chain necklace was also there to see.


His hands slowly made itself near your waist, inching closer before he suddenly grabbed it, his eyes filled with mischievous intentions. "Scara--" "Say my name more often. I like it when you do." He said nonchalantly, making your face blush a beet red. "There's people here--" "I made sure no one was around. No one can see you like this except me.~"


"Besides, don't I deserve a thank you after helping you study?~"



Sighing to yourself, you tried to push him away. "Not. NOW. Scaramouche."


He placed a hand on your lower back, pulling you closer.


"Scaramouche."


You pushed him off once again, him only grumbling in reply as you then continued to put away the books, ignoring his protests.


Tugging on your sleeves, Scaramouche frowned. "Can we go now? This is ruining my mood." He muttered, his frown becoming more evident on his features. "Were those all the books?" You asked, raising a brow at the male.


Scaramouche rolled his eyes in response, "Who cares. Someone can put them away for us." He remarked, grabbing you by the arm and forcing the two of you to leave the library at once.


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