Dissimulate||Scaramouche

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"Cuddle Buddy?"

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Warning: Sexual Tension?⚠️

Humming, in your sleep. You slightly shuffled around your position before hugging something beside you. It was oddly warm. Nuzzling your face, inhaling the scent, the scent of cologne. Furrowing your eyebrows in confusion, you start touching the 'pillow' more and more before it landed onto something hard. Scrunching your nose, you forced your eyes to slowly flutter open. Blinking repeatedly, you let your vision adjust before meeting a familiar face. In daze it took awhile for you to snap out of your still half-asleep mind before yelping, alarmed. Wtf- 

You immediately backed away from the male beside you. Sweating bullets. Your mind almost immediately started escalating in different places. You only remembered that the both of you attended a party yesterday. Of course, in the end you got drunk and after that... you don't quite remember. 

An idea came to your head like a truck causing your skin to almost jump out of your skin at the thought. Throwing the blanket off of your body, you scan yourself up and down. But much to your relief your clothes were still on. Sighing, your eyes furrowed at the sight of the indigo haired male, sleeping soundly. With a stoic expression, quietly tiptoeing beside him before closely examining his figure. The same as you, his clothes were still on. You were more than relieved that nothing crazy happened. Already coming to a conclusion your mind decided to simply walk away and get food but your body refused for some reason and still continued to examine his face. You really hear the soft snores he emitted to how close you were to his face. This felt wrong, but right. One must be crazy if they admit that they're admiring their enemy, especially if they're asleep. But you couldn't help it. 

Reaching out to get his hair out of the way from his 'pretty' face. As you face came contact with his skin, flinching after you find something getting caught to your wrist. "What do you think you're doing?" he asked, voice raspy and hoarse while his eyes remained closed. So that's what his morning voice sounded like. Keeping yourself composed, you didn't say anything but simply tried to get out of his grip. Cue word tried. "Now, now. I think you got yourself some explaining to do missy" finally opening his eyes, his irises stared at your own still keeping a firm hold to your wrist. "I think you're the one who have to explain. What happened after the party?" the question was more of a demand than a question itself, telling at how you spoke those words in a more commanding tone.

His other hand tapped his chin in an almost playful manner while faking as if he's deep in thought. "I don't know. All I know is I dragged your ass back to the room, tried to sleep in the couch but you refused. And you practically dragged me down here with you to be your personal teddy bear" he said keeping a straight face. Utterly confused, your mind tried to remember his story. Still processing the events, Scaramouche only rolled his eyes. 

"Let me show you" with those words he suddenly pulled you back towards the bed before landing on top of him. "What are you?!-" flustered he shushed you up by flipping both of your positions. Hovering above you, the male couldn't help but smirk at the position and the red hue covering your cheeks that you oh so tried to suppress. "This is exactly what happened last night. You, dragging me down on top of you like a needy girl you are" he whispered the last part which made your face redder than before. 

Your heart was beating fast. Feeling trapped and caged by the man on top of you while your breath started to get frantic. Noticing your situation, he only felt his smirk grow. Pride filling his chest at how much he's affecting you. 

"And then", he says before landing beside your form. "I couldn't help but oblige since your pleading so much last night" he said in a nonchalant tone, shrugging his shoulders. Quickly snapping out of your shocked form, you sat straight up before looking at the sly man beside you. "You didn't really have to show me all that!" your outburst only made him laugh, your face turning beet red by the moment. Sheesh even tomatoes are getting jealous at how red your face is right now. "Oh, but it was sure entertaining" he cooed twirling your hair between his fingertips. Huffing in annoyance, you ruffled your hair. Turning away from his direction refusing to look at him trying to calm your beating heart hammering inside your chest. "You're unbelievable" as if flattered by your comment his sly smirk only widened, his back still making contact with the sheets. 

Grimacing, your pride and ego was deeply damaged. You're a harbinger for Pete's sake! You can't show weaknesses like this. Especially in front of a fellow harbinger like him! You were turning soft... and that's not good. The only time you ever turned soft and giddy like this is when you're with Childe, more like when the two of you were still children or with your trusty assistant. And the last time you ever let your guard down is when you were just still a child... no more than 12. Biting the inside of your cheek, unconsciously fumbling with the Cryo ring in your finger. Finally getting out of your troubled thoughts, about to stand up and walk away only to be dragged down again by non other than your 'partner' for this mission. 

"Where do you think your going? I didn't say anything about allowing you to leave just yet" he says, keeping intense eye contact. "When did I ever take orders from you? Ordering me around like some kind of pet. As long as I remember is that I only take orders from her Majesty" you snapped. One moment you were flustered and then boom you're angry. "It's you're fault that you dragged me down here anyway. And I'm still sleepy so pardon me sweetheart but you're not leaving me just yet". Sweetheart?! Taken aback by the sudden nickname, you mouth opened about to speak but get cut off when he covered your figure with a blanket before tackling you into a cuddle position. 

Shuffling, in the comfy position you tried to get out but no avail. After many failed attempt you started to give in when you felt yourself getting sleepy once again. Proudly watching your form struggle whispering a 'sleep' before closing his eyes ready to dive back into slumber. "Damn you..." yawning after that, you fell unconscious once again.