fighting the urge to make hardcore smut bru -Author
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Scaramouche was doing his eyeliner when someone suddenly barged into his (new) room, he jumped a bit and messed up his makeup. "What the hell?!" He stood up and turned to look at the person, "Ooh!" The persons soft, but yet cocky chuckle reminded Scaramouche of a certain someone. "Who are you?" Scaramouche relaxed his body more. "You really don't remember me?" the person sighed dramatically as they put a hand on their hip. "No..--I'm confused." Scaramouche crossed his arms. "Alright then," the person came into the light more with a cocky smirk.
Scaramouches eyes widened seeing them.
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god I think this chapter is just gonna be mostly flirting.. -Author
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"Valentin..?" Scaramouche muttered in surprise. "Yup!" Valentin walked over to Scaramouche and put a hand around his waist, "What--!" Scaramouche couldn't process what was happening, especially since Valentin had just began dancing with him at that exact second! Scaramouche couldn't say anything, he was too confused and had too many questions. Valentin just kept on chuckling, he swirled Scaramouche and then dipped him, after the dip he pulled him closer to him with his cocky yet charming smile.
Scaramouche could only muster up a slightly angry look as he scoffed and rolled his eyes. Valentin then let him go and Scaramouche dropped on the floor. "Ow, fuck you!" Scaramouche shouted as he got up dusting himself off. "Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't think you enjoyed being in my arms." Valentin leaned up against a table. Scaramouche felt himself shiver at the thought that Valentin was in his room, alive. "How are you alive? They told me you died." Scaramouche rubbed his hands on the opposite shoulders.
"I'm not sure myself, I thought I was dead but then the next moment I woke up in a laboratory." Valentin looked at his nails. "I don't know what Dottore did to me, he wouldn't answer any of my questions." Valentin then looked at Scaramouche and put back his smile, "Which means I can't answer any of yours!" Valentin walked over to Scaramouche and put a hand on his cheek. "What are you doing?" Scaramouche looked at his hand on his cheek, "I never realized you wore makeup." Valentin wiped the messed up eyeliner off of Scaramouche to make it look a little bit cleaner.
Scaramouche pulled his hand away and looked at him with daring eyes. Valentin made a 'hm' type of short chuckle before sighing and then sitting on the chair in front of where Scaramouche was originally doing his makeup. "So, about Albedo." Valentin now looked serious, "Albedo? What about him?" Scaramouche pulled up another chair and sat in front of Valentin. "Where is he?" Valentin was fidgeting with his nails that were pretty long and looked like they had black nail polish. "I'm not telling you that, I know what you'll do to him." Scaramouche answered. Valentin stopped fidgeting with his nails and looked straight at Scaramouche, "Why are in Celeste City anyway?", Scaramouche wanted to scoff at that but he didn't, he couldn't believe Valentin was even here without knowing why Scaramouche was here.
"I could tell you, but I'm not going to." Scaramouche has fun teasing Valentin, because he's so unpredictable that Scaramouche gets a thrill from not knowing what Valentins reaction is gonna be. Valentin got up, odd response but okay. Scaramouche examined every move Valentin made, Valentin started walking behind Scaramouche and then laid his arms around Scaramouche. He went up against his neck and Scaramouche could feel his smile form on his skin.
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oh -Author
