scaramouche x (yandere) reader

chapter 17

Between the hurt in your feet from running through the woods bare foot and the warmth of Scaramouche's arms wrapped around your figure, awakening seemed less and less likely as he continued to walk. it wasn't until he softly placed you on the bed that you slowly started opening your eyes. At first he had been looking at you with concern, but after noticing you were awake he seemed more angry, kneeling beside the bed to get on your level.

“hha... I like your devotion, but make sure to not act like an idiot.. I wouldn't want to send you back to dottore..” he shakes his head, standing up while removing his hat, combing through his hair with his fingers, although he looked angry he was relived that you had been safe, seeing as the mission has been delayed long enough. His gaze turns back to you, taking a deep breath. “are you feeling alright to actually start this mission tomorrow?”

You slowly sit up, nodding, unsure of why he was talking to you as if you spoke a different language and barely understood him. Seeing your head moving a pleased smirk spreads across his face. “well, I should explain the plan. To start I've been supplying the resistance with some.. Dangerous weapons, for them of course, and I've had my eye on... A certain traveler, he seems to be trying to stop the fatui a lot recently, actively searching us out. And because of that, I'll have to eliminate him.. By... ” as scaramouche continues to talk you nod your head, humming little "Mhm"'s agreeing with him. Not even realizing that hours had been passing by, your eyes getting heavy as they did.

Scaramouche stops, looking at you, “you should sleep anyway.. You look tired, ” you nod once more, lying down. the.. Niceness? Or the more caring he was had left your heart beating, you had concluded that he was different than he had let on, but he somehow redeemed himself in your eyes, which made your attraction grow significantly, feeling as if you've reached a new level with him. Is there levels in this so called.. Love? What is it defined as? Slowly, unconsciousness took you as you fell asleep, your mind plauged with thoughts of love and scaramouche.

Bright sun, the windows must be wide open, it's hitting your closed eyelids, slowly awakening you, pulling your mind back from Dreamland filled with scaramouche to the shared hotel room of you two...

You get up, looking around, and notice that scaramouche had not been in bed, your mind immediately thinks of the downstairs neighbor, getting up you go to open the door, while at the same time the bathroom door opens, you turn to the door, your face slowly heating up as you realized that Scaramouche had been standing in the door frame with nothing more than a towel wrapped around his waist. You're eyes end up left lingering, and he notices, taking a few steps closer to you. “hello...? Did you hear me?” you look at him confused... Did he say something?

He smiles, or should I say a smirk. “it's your turn to shower, don't take long, I let you sleep in.” he watches as you make your ways to the bathroom, the mirror still fogged from the hot water that had just previously been running. You close the door behind you, looking around, finding his clothes that he wore before taking the shower. “wow.. They look the same..” you pick them up, they were damp from water, even then you didn't hesitate to put them on, wiping the mirror with your hand to see yourself in his clothes, a faint smile spreading across your face, you quickly take them off and get into the shower, turning the water on...

After  a little while you finished, turning the knob off and grabbing a towel and wrapping it around your body, opening the door, the cold air biting at your skin, even though the room had been a decently warm temperature it had been cold for you, scaramouche turns towards you, grabbing a new pair of clothes and giving them to you, it seemed to be a regular fatui outfit this time, you've seen some girls wearing them around the bank. You turn away from scaramouche, starting to remove the towel from your body. “Heyy! hey! Go into the bathroom and change! Don't do that in front of me!” his face was red of embarrassment, although it went mostly unnoticed due to the fact that your back was facing him. You entered the bathroom with the clothes, now changing.

Once finished Changing you exited, looking at him. He nods in approval and slowly approaches you, pulling something out of his pocket. The distance closing between you causing your heart to beat faster. He placed a mask on your face, looking at you for a few seconds he spins his finger around, as a sigh to tell you to. After doing so he starts to braid your hair, a skill he had... Learned a while ago.. It was fast and neat, you smiled softly, “ugh.. Uh, okay we should go now. We'll be escorted by some of the fatui that guarded our room. “alright” although your response was short the excitement in your voice was obvious.

He opens the room door, and you walk out, waiting in the hallway for him to come as well, he closes the door and locks it, linking his arm with yours, in his head he repeated to himself over and over that it was just to make sure that you wouldn't get separated, knowing that you had a habit of getting injured, his cheeks had been telling a different story, a soft pink covering them as he held onto you. Once finally making it to the front door he helped you up, getting in afterwards, looking at the fatui who would be telling directions he began to speak, his harsh tone returning. “Bring us to the factory for delusions.” the directing fatui nodded, turning around. . .