Tw; Swearing
A/N at the end
The sun went down, and the friends went inside to shelter from the coldness that started to approach that none of them had felt before. Perhaps it was realization, maybe the want for an excuse to go back inside but I do not have an answer for anyone on this matter, it is in the minds of the others. The house was warm as usual and the friends sat on the couch with Scaramouche and Heizou reading separate books, feeling restless, the reading of the books took longer than either would have anticipated. With the calming atmosphere surrounding them, Heizous head felt heavy, he wanted to sleep, but he didn't want Scaramouche to leave. The drowsiness in Heizous eyes was very prominent, something that the balladeer would have no trouble picking up. He rolled his eyes in annoyance and Heizou looked at him confused, maybe he rolled his eyes too hard to the point it was audible, in any case, Scaramouche placed his book and the arm of the couch and grabbed Heizou by the shoulders effectively laying him on his chest.
Heizou was silent from shock and Scaramouche simply picked up his book and went back to reading, Heizou moved himself a bit to get comfortable and latched his arms around Scaramouche as well, not even 5 minutes later was his breathing stable and his face was calm. Scaramouche chuckled, delicately placing on of his hands on top of the others head and stroked his hair for a small while before deciding to sleep to. Carefully he brung Heizous head up his chest further and brung his torso in a hug before finally smiling and falling asleep with whom he claimed as his in his arms.
Morning apparently came too soon as light, and heat seared through the windows causing both to grumble in displeasure. Heizou got up first knowing he has work so within a 10-minute span he was out the door, after leaving a note for scaramouche in case he woke up and wondered where he was, which was impossible in Heizous mind, but he still hoped it was true. With having done all cases he needed to previously he was stuck in his office doing all of the paperwork for it, during his work he was accompanied by Sara for a small amount of time until she was called to do some of her own work. Heizou wanted to burn all of the paperwork but knew he would get fired so he quietly grumbled about it until he finished. By that time the moon was already up, and he was completely taken a back, even questioned his existence and looked at his hands before slowly walking home.
Scaramouche was sitting on the couch was reading on his couch while Heizou walked through the door quite literally slamming it open and then slamming it shut before sitting on the floor in front of the couch. "Woah, sounds like someone's been stabbed." A confused look was casted at Scaramouche, he simply shrugged while the detective slapped his hands over his face. "Don't slap yourself." It was a bland tone, not much signaling how he felt, but that was just how he was. Heizou ran a hand through his hair and silently looked at Scaramouche who was focused on his book, however, he could feel the gentle stare from olive eyes as he continued reading with the utmost focus.
"Will you come to work with me tomorrow? I most likely have some cases." The balladeer just nodded in acknowledgement and to say he would. Just like that, Heizou jumped up to go make dinner, He would've had too anyway.
40 minutes later Heizou brings out to plates full of food and places one in front of his best friend. Scaramouche smiled gently at Heizou, who didn't see, before eating slowly. The dinner was delicious, and the moon was in the middle of the night sky signaling the arrival of 12:00am. "Are you going to stay over again? I can get you out a futon!" Heizou spoke with excitement, but all Scaramouche did was shake his head, he was feeling fuzzy and warm to be back in Inazuma, to be back with Heizou but this is where he was stationed for fatui business. Regrettably, he could not spend all day with the person he wanted to spend all day with. "Fatui business, correct?" Scaramouche nodded and did something his mind wasn't comprehending. Heizou was in the arms of Scaramouche, Scaramouches head laid on Heizous shoulder and Heizou couldn't help the visible tense in his mussels. "You will meet me at my office, right?" Not feeling the need to let go just yet, Scaramouche nodded with his head still on Heizous shoulder.
10 in the morning. Heizou had purposely been postponing some of his work until Scaramouche met him at his office. Base paperwork was finished as he sat and waited. 30 minutes passed before Heizou began to think... 'Maybe he's just busy with work! or maybe he just wants to avoid me. I can get a bit much. I know I can, I can even get a bit much for myself.' Such a sorrowful smile carved onto Heizous features and he pulled out two green pebbles from one of his draws, the sorrow filled smile widened and tears slowly started pricking at his eyes. He came to terms with the death some time ago. Wordlessly he threw the pebbles back in the draw and lay his head in his arms.
"Your favorite person has arrived!" An all too familiar voice perked up as Heizous office door swung open with a sharp kick. Heizou just had to laugh at the others antics, he fell backwards off his chair and now it was Scaramouches turn to laugh, Heizous apparent stupidity was enough. Heizou stood up wiping his tears of laughter, pulled his chair up again. Scaramouches instincts perked up and rolled his eyes, he could feel someone walking down the hall, so he shut the door so the person would at least knock. Heizou questioned the action but before Scaramouche could answer a few sharp knocks fell against the wooden door and Scaramouche rolled his eyes as Heizou shot him a grateful look.
"You may enter!" It rolled off Heizous tounge quite effortlessly, Scaramouches back was against the wall beside the door, a woman of similar age to Heizou walked through the door, black hair glided down her back in contrast to her blue eyes, she wore a red and gold kimono with an expensive looking hair piece. 'Some daughter of a rich whore.' Scara thought before she approached Heizou. "Oh, this is a surprise, Hello Yuri!" Heizou greeted her cheerfully, Yuri bowed, and it seemed she had a look of discomfort on her face. "I would like to thank you for the work you did in our case of thievery at our store, but I mainly came here for a more personal reason." Heizous eyes seemed to dull, and his smile didn't seem so cheery anymore, it seemed to Scaramouche that he knew what was coming. "Please, if it is a personal matter why not have a seat?" Yuri nodded and took a seat before asking a quick question. "Is the guy back there going to stay while I speak to you about this matter?" Heizou gave Scaramouche a quick glance, he was glaring at Yuri. Heizou nodded yes and urged Yuri to tell him about the matter at hand.
Yuri handed him a note that smelled of her perfume and a neat heart directly at the center of the envelope. Scaramouches glare only deepened as he watched Heizou carefully take the letter from the envelope and read it, his eyes only glossed over it before looking back to Yuri. "I'm sorry, but I cannot return your feelings Miss Yuri, how about we keep our relationship professional?" Yuri seemed distraught, slightly pissed and upset, A scowl lay coldly upon Scaramouches face, his fists clenched tightly. Yuri hurried over to Heizou and grabbed one of his shoulders. Heizou, who was not expecting the sudden touch flinched and Yuri lowered her voice and spoke into Heizous ear. "Please, Heizou, you must be my husband! Please!" Her voice grew desperate as her grip tightened greatly.
Yuri lay on the floor in a heartbeat. Heizou sighed from relief as Scaramouche disappeared while dragging Yuri along with him and then the balladeer approached Heizou and saw where the lady's nails has dug into the skin. Blood dripped slowly from the small cuts, and he chuckled. Scaramouche who thought that girl was over reactive pulled Heizou into a hug, but only as a friend way he scolded his brain for thinking about anything more. Yet, his brain subconsciously made the decision to hug Heizou around the waist forcing him closer. Heizou didn't seem to mind, he simply chuckled before breaking the embrace and going to patch himself with the first aid kit under his desk.
A/N: I'm very apologetic at the fact I haven't updated, hopefully you have not lost interest in the story yet as it is quite the slow burn and painfully obvious I have zero clue about what to do. Thank you for the patience.
