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Scar - Oneshot - Corrupt

Contains: Yan!Scar, Yandere Tendancies (manipulation, guilt tripping, possessiveness), Angst, Married Couple
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As the ceiling smashes open you panic.
You weren't supposed to be out, let alone here of all places.

You duck under the table while the debris still blocks sight, Grian shooting you a worried look as you do.

"Well, well well, look what we have here." You can almost hear the smirk in your lovers voice.
He's been searching for this for months.

"Scar." Grian says, voice full of venom.
"Oh, don't worry, I'll give you three seconds to escape starting now." Scar begins the countdown, you can hear the other hermits rockets going off.
You have to try.

You stand, sprinting in the direction of where you know the exit.
You fire off a rocket, but your elytra doesn't unfold.
You don't lift into the air.

"Times up!" Scar says.
You freeze, back turned to him.
He can't recognise you like this.

You were sure to cover up any traces to you as best you could.
You borrowed clothes from the others specifically in case this happened.

"Just one hermit left. I didn't see you at the table."
You can hear his footsteps creeping closer.
Those perfectly shiny black shoes he always wears loud against the quartz floor.

You take in a deep breath, holding it.
Scar spins you around, smug smirk quickly falling into a frown once he sees your eyes.
He reaches up, ripping the mask from your face and pulling down your hood.

Now you exhale, the Mayor looking ever so displeased with you.
He stares for a second, eyes hard.

Hearing footsteps approach him from behind Scar smiles, stepping forward to pull you into a hug.
"Oh, Y/n. I'm so glad I found you. Those awful Mycelium Resistance supporters had no right to take you from your home. I'm so glad you're okay."

Mumbo and Bdubs look at each other, soft smiles on their faces.
They believe him.
"Come on Y/n, love of my life, let's get you home safe." He pulls back from the hug, and although the smile on his face is still present, the look in his eyes tells you just how much trouble you're in.

The trip home is painfully short, Scar holding your hand the entire flight back.
He knew if he let go you'd leave.

Once back he bids farewell to Mumbo and Bdubs, who insisted on escorting the two of you home.
"I'll be sure to drop off some diamonds for your help." Scar smiles, "I might not be in the office for a few days, I have to make sure Y/n is okay."
The others nod and say their goodbyes, leaving you and Scar alone.

Once they're out of sight Scar turns to you, ushering you inside the house.
"Go get changed." You hang your head and you do, returning to him as fast as possible.

"Good, now there's no visible signs of your betrayal." Scar takes your hand and leads you into the lounge.
He closes the windows and draws the curtains, not wanting anyone outside to know what's going on inside.

"What is my number one rule?" Scar asks you, removing his sash and monocle, placing them neatly on the coffee table.
"Don't leave the house without approved personelle and your permission." You mumble.
You broke that rule a number of times.

"Good, and what is number two?" He asks this time, removing his jacket as he did, the sash.
"Don't say or do anything that may ruin our public image." Scar nods, undoing the cuffs on his sleeves.

"So if you know both of those rules, tell me, Y/n, why I found you out alone, surrounded by people that are in the Mycelium Resistance no less. People that are and always have been against my mayoral campaign?"

You cast your eyes down.
Scar huffs, walking over.
"Answer me, my love."

"I never wanted you to be mayor. I wanted us to live a normal life, and you promised me we would, we'd be happy. You're not the same man you were, Scar. Your time in office has left you corrupt, hungry for profits over the people." Scar laughs, usually it would fill you with joy.
This time it fills you with dread.

"You helped me run for mayor, you helped me set everything up and now you tell me you never wanted that. Oh, you are funny." His smirk doesn't waver, nor does his attitude as he begins to pace before you.

"I'm not the bad guy here, you joined the bad guys." Scar says, "you joined them, you went against me. The man you married, happily betrayed over a thought of corruption that isn't even true." He stops, turning to you.

"Scar, I-"
"No." He chuckles, walking back over. "I see what's going on."

You take an involuntary step back, Scar following.
"If you were bored you could have just said so, I could have made sure you had things to do. Instead you betray me." His smirk disappears, instead replaced with a more neutral look.

You feel a pang of guilt strike you, his words hurt.
"You betray me, your husband, because you want to entertain yourself."

"Scar, listen, I love you and-" he cuts you off.
"You love me? You do?" You nod.

Of course you love him, you married him after all.
Sure, he doesn't always make the best decisions but.. you do love him.

"If you love me so much you'll listen very carefully to what I have to say next." You nod again.
He already feels betrayed by your actions, you don't want to make that any worse.

"Good, now. We're going lay out some new ground rules. First, unless it's with me you do not leave this house. Understand?"
It's more restrictive, you should have expected this.

You should have known your actions would lead here, but you thought you could get away with joining the Mycelium Resistance.
You thought he'd never know.

You thought wrong.
"I understand." You mumble, unhappy with the fact you're agreeing.
But you don't want to make things any worse.

"Second, you tell me everything you know about the Mycelium Resistance, I'll let you stay in contact with them through letters, but you tell me everything." His eyes are bright, he's clearly proud of the plan he came up with.
He knows you can't say no.

This time you don't verbally respond, opting to just nod your head instead.
"Excellent, now. Rule three. You don't ever call me corrupt again, because I'm not."

You open your mouth to protest, to tell him he is.
To tell him how many things have changed about him since he was elected mayor.
But you can't.
Once again, you find yourself silently agreeing.

Scar looks proud, proud and very smug.
"Good. I'm glad you could come to your senses." He smiles before turning and leaving the room.

You can hear him go upstairs, humming a little song.
Your favourite song, one the two of you used to dance to before he was elected.
Back when life was simpler.

You miss the old Scar, you still love the one you have but he's changed.
Things aren't as easy anymore.
You don't feel.. free.

"Miss me?" He smirks, entering the room again.
You feel your heart flutter at the familiarity of his outfit, the plain brown pants and off-white shirt a reminder of the man you fell in love with.

You smile softly, Scar coming over and wrapping you in his arms
You close your eyes, enjoying the moment while you can.

"You're safe with me, you know?" He begins, holding you just that little bit tighter. "That's why I can't let you go out alone anymore. I need you here, safe, mine. I love you."

"I love you too." You reply.
Opening your eyes is a mistake, your eyes landing on the coffee table where the vibrant purple suit jacket, blue sash and monocle lay, taunting you.

You close your eyes again but the colours are burned into your mind.
A reminder that this Scar, although he looks the same and sounds the same, is corrupt by power.

Power he has over the hermits, the shopping district.
Power he has over you.