a/n: this chapter is actually based on the song🤭🤭🤭🤭
the sound of someone calling your phone is what woke you up, eyes barely staying open as you process your surroundings. then the realisation hit, someone was behind you clinging onto you by your waist as if their life depended on it.
at this point the call didnt matter, it stopped ringing ages ago, quietly shifting your self around, you found scaramouche, his arms around your waist with his face near your chest.
oh
oh
the allmighty scaramouche, the one who hated physical intimacy with everyone, the one who claimed to hate you, was snuggling up to you in his sleep, in your bed.
'well damn' you thought to yourself, conflicted on wether to wake him up or go back to sleep. it was a sunday meaning non of you had classes today..so a little sleep didn't hurt anyone right?
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you woke up again, but this time it wasnt in your room.. "what the hell?" you thought outloud.
"oh, love, did i wake you up?"
"huh" you muttered sleepily.
apparently you woke up next to scaramouche again, but this time he called you "love", weird.
"sorry if i woke you up.." scaramouche said looking up through his eyelashes at you, from his spot, snuggled up to your chest.
he then kissed you, wait what?
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"shit was that a dream" you said outloud.
a bit too loud clearly, because scaramouche woke up from his position, his head laying on your chest. "was what a dream?" his husky voice replied.
his eyes looked up at you, with a hint of wonder. since when was he so hot..
"oh nothing you need to worry about." you awkwardly continued facing away from him.
"wait. are you flustered?" he said gently grabbing your chin, making you face him.
"no what are you on about.." you looked at everything but him.
"y/n, look at me." his voice came out more gentle than normal.
something in the way he spoke made you follow his demands.
"you're so cute." he contined, he would usually have a shit eating grin, but he smiled softly, a genuine smile.
"uh, thanks i guess." you replied, feeling the heat rise up to your cheeks.
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scaramouche left ages ago, well after that weird interaction you had with him. your face heating up at the thought.
right now you were on your bed, drawing a brach of carnations, well trying. you weren't really getting anything done, all that you could think of was him.
lying down, you decided to plainly think. questions like "were you in love?" "did he love me?" wondered around in your head.
ah fuck, you could smell his cologne in your bed sheets, its smelled like vanilla and whipcream?? a happy smell for a not so happy man you guessed.
"i miss him."
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a/n: i was too excited this chapters so cute i had to post it early🤞🏽🤞🏽
cologne - beabadoobee
Call me back in an hour If you wanna come back home Oh baby, just leave the scent of your cologne Leave the scent of your cologne
