"I hate you, I despise you... but I love you"
"Dissimulate" to hide your real thoughts, feelings, or intentions.
Scaramouche also known as the Balladeer.
La Executioner, Y/n.
Both despise each others guts due to past experiences with one another...
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Shuffling, he groans stuffing his face on the pillow still tired. He perks up a bit after hearing faint chirping from outside while sun shines on his figure telling him to wake up. Raising his hand, he touched the other side of the mattress expecting to find you there but...it was empty. Realization struck him like lightning, opening his eyes his head snaps towards the empty spot. It was cold and lonely without you. He gulps his mind racing, thinking to where might have you gone.
Why leave so soon?
Where did you go?
Why leave him?
Have you already forgotten about last night?
Does all of this seem like a pointless game to you?
All these questions swirled in his mind like a hurricane feeling different emotions, hurt, anger, betrayed, lonely, cold. He bit his lip before throwing the blankets off of him in an angry manner before stomping towards the exit. He swore he was going to kill you. He grits his teeth remembering the events that have happened last night, how he plead, and begged for you... It made his stomach churn in disgust for himself. How could he submit to you so easily then just leave him.
You are no different from that woman.
His mind and non existent heart clouded with anger. Sliding the door harshly, his face quickly turns to a look of surprise after seeing you, cooking breakfast humming before jumping startled at his sudden appearance. "Oh, Scara you startled me. Don't go on breaking the door would you?" you say before continuing your previous actions. He was speechless, he believed you have left him once again yet here you are cooking for both of you he assumed.
All his worries and pervious emotions were gone in a flash as he relaxes at the sight of your peaceful figure. Stepping towards you then tackles your waist into a hug before bringing his face to your neck, nuzzling and cherishing your warmth and comfort that you gave him. He was more than glad to have you here by his side. You were surprised at his actions, puzzled even at how affectionate he was being. It was somewhat anew. "What's wrong?" he only shook his head, refusing to say anything before kissing your neck.
"I'm just glad you're here"
You felt your stomach flutter at his words. Heart beating loudly against your ribcage, face reddening. You prefer this side of him, he looked like an innocent baby, touch starved for his lover. Lover.... Lover... The word made you mentally shriek before shaking your head at the silly thought.
