love attack ; scaramouche

nine / stuck

it was officially declared winter for teyvat, the swift gusts of wind making its way to your skin, having you tremble in dismay. but hence winter break was just around the corner, it meant the seniors would be going on a trip as it was their last year here. well of course that trip included you, no shit.

as you boarded the train with your massive suitcase you couldn't seem to spot yoimiya or sandrone, you let out a sigh of dismay as this would mean you would have to be seated alone. right as you had found a seat to your liking the bus proceeded onwards without warning you had fell forwards face down onto a chair, how embarrassing.

"ouch, how rude." you whispered to yourself as your hands made its way to your head just to keep yourself in check. the bus was full of chatter and commotion due to the sudden movement, thankfully it was just enough for no one to pay no heed to you. at least so you thought.

"(name)?" you hear an awfully familiar voice, why did he have such terrible timing. he had then extended his arm, though you did hesitate you halfheartedly accepted his assistance. it had come to your interest that scaramouche hadn't been paying attention to you entirely, he appeared to be more focused on what was behind you. "is something behind me?" you respond as you took a glance behind you to behold numerous amounts of eyes fixated on you, just the thought had you tense up.

without caution you felt the bittersweet touch of scaramouche's hand as he literally dragged you away from your seat, just as you were finally getting comfortable. "hey! wait where are we going!" you say from under your breath as the sound of the lock echos throughout the room, the slightest touch of his warm yet soft hand grazing your hip just slightly.

the bathroom was swallowing the both of you whole, the more time you spent inside the more suffocating it felt. especially as the two of you were just inches away, the sound of panting and breathing making its way to your body.

scaramouche's breath landed on your chest whilst yours did the same, it was like the both of you could feel every part of each other. like you guys were intertwined with one another.

you had then heard a voice that belonged to sandrone, you attempted to take a peek behind you, but it resulted in a failure. "can you stop moving so much, i literally can't even move as it is." scaramouche whispers as you feel his breath land on your neck, the feeling having you shiver unknowingly.

"sandrone is your friend, is she not?" scaramouche says trying to maintain a low voice as if you two were to get seen it'd be difficult to explain just what was happening in this very room, aren't i right?

"yeah..." you respond flatly as guilt filled you up as you knew exactly what sandrone had thought of scaramouche, she had explained they had a past together. let's just say it was a pleasant one either.

"look i don't want to destroy your reputation, that's all okay." as you heard this you had wondered, just how did others view him as? "wait, how do you know about my reputation?" you ask as you eyed him with curiosity overflowing from you, you had thought you did a well enough job concealing it. though it seems you were mistaken.