Scarachilde/Chiscara stories ?!

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Part 1: fluff
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(*Childe and Scaramouche are "enemies" who have a secret crush on eachother, Childe (tries to) confess*)

*Scaramouche walked across the halls, one goal in mind: get his job done as soon as possible so he could go to his room and sleep his bothers off.*

*once he's finished a few hours later he goes to his room, seeing Childe stand in front of the door,* "the fuck are you doing here?" *Scara called out rather calm because of his exhaustion.* "i want to talk, *Balladeer."*
*lord he loved the way his title rolled off his tongue, Childe was just so perfect yet he still had the urge to murder him every time. "..💭do i have a crush on the 11th..?", he wished he knew. Tartaglia made his days so much more complicated, maybe that's just his obsession but who cares. He wished he was dead but also wished he'd just kiss him already.*

"Just come inside.." *he muttered, "..💭shit.. i didn't mean to invite him in.." he looked unbothered but really, he was freaking out. The cute, Ginger guy he'd been watching from a distance since the boy joined the Fatui, and you just invite him like it's nothing?*

"You look bothered, Scara. What's up?" *Childe questioned, Scaramouche awnsered with a scoff and almost annoyed tone,* "i was going to sleep so make it quick carrot top." *carrot top, it's what he called him the first time they talked. Scaramouche remembers it so clearly, the first time he really looked into his ocean blue eyes and pale smooth skin, he was obsessed with his hair but couldn't show it, so he stuck to pulling his hair all the time.*

"We could sleep together and cuddle...." *Childe said under his breath, not meaning Scaramouche to hear but of course he did. Scaramouche blushed as he pulled him over to the room* "do you have pants to sleep in?" *he questioned while taking all his accessories off placing them on his desk gently, then starting to open his shirt.* "yeah.." *Childe blushed at seeing Kunikuzushi undo his clothes, right in front  of him! Childe felt like he was in heaven.*

"Are you going to change or stare at me do it?" *the 6th's voice bursts Childe's bubble as he starts taking his shirt, armour and boots off. At this point Scaramouche was left in his shorts, he put on a wide, long black shirt that went nearly down to his knees before taking his shorts off and putting on different ones. Childe waited and once he was finished and laid down so did he, trying not to touch Scaramouche for the sake of the balladeers comfort.*

*They were in bed, Childe stared at Scaramouche's sleeping face, his mouth was slightly gaped open leaving Childe with an urge to kiss Scaramouche until the end of time. Suddenly he feels movement and he flinched, Scara threw his leg over him and grabbed his chest, Childe blushed and decided to hold Scaramouche. He cuddled him close and kissed his hair, his pretty smooth hair..*

*"real men keep cool in the face of a fire.."*
-Mitski, real men in the Lush album