I dare you to [Scaramouche x reader]

Cold

Fuck was the weather rough.

You exactly knew that it wasn't realistic to fulfill this stupid task.. running away wasn't an option either. Some agents watched you and compared to Inasuma this place was horrifying.

Literally horrifying.

The deep woods, where no one seemed to live, the frozen lakes without any sign of life inside, or the cold people moody because of the weather.

These were only the few things you noticed since arriving in Snezhnaya, but they were enough to warn you... moreover, this country was ruled by the Fatui.

This alone was something that placed you into a "die or die" situation.

It seemed as if the cold inflicted everyone's heart and made them rougher than ice.

But at the same time purer than ice and prettier than a snowflake.

So this was the land of Fatui as well, tricky on the outside but pretty on the inside.

Someone mentioned factories around the nation but by now you haven't seen any.

After some ironic attempts shoveling the snow to the side you threw the god-damn shovel to the ground.

This was pointless, either you disobey and get punished therefore or you won't finish this task and face the same consequences as if you simply disobeyed.

Your body sank into the white snow.. it burned your face and uncovered parts of your body. In a way relaxing.

The sun was shining and almost made you blind when you tried to stare at it.

Oh how you wanted to be the sun. Faraway and warm. Hurtful when someone looks at you but still welcomed.

You closed your eyes...

A simple shadow burned into your mind before you passed out...

"Hey... wake up." Light slaps brought you back to reality.

It already started to get darker outside. How long have you been lying in the snow?

No wait.. you were inside a build and a familiar indigo haired existence was bowing over you.

It wasn't the room you slept in last night. This room had dark blue carpets and a huge wooden bed in the middle.

His fingers stroke your lips. Your breath was touching his fingers while he tried to figure out something.

He took a strand of your hair and eyed it. "You passed out some hours ago. This situation almost got your life."

You sighed. "Sadly I'm still here and not on the other side."

Scaramouche pulled the hair he was holding on. "You leave this world when I make you." He loosened the grip. "I don't want my doll to break yet."

These words sounded funny. Unbelievable that he was able to say stuff like that with a clear mind.

What was he implying with 'yet'... why can't this yet be tomorrow? Or even today?

"I bet you are hungry. Poor thing was lying in the snow for such a long time." He smiled. "Let me give you some food."

At this point it was just a blank stare. What was going on inside his head.

Scaramouche took the silence as an approval to feed you.

The warm soup was spicy and sour at the same time. The color of it was a mix of red and orange including different vegetables.

(The name of this soup is soljanka, a Russian dish)

You were too hungry to think about the sickening thought who was feeding you nor about the ingredients of this weird looking soup. At the same time you were too weak to raise your arm to eat it yourself.

You also daubed that he would stop if you said that you don't want him to do THAT.

Scaramouche was treating you like his toy, like something he owned and could do anything to.

"You are so beautiful when you shut up and don't make a scene." Scaramouche placed the empty bowl to the side. "I could watch you all day if you stayed as quite as now... even when I hit you."

You really wanted to sleep or to think about the fact that you 'disobeyed' his order and weren't able to free the garden or the covered roads from snow.

"But I-" Scaramouche interrupted you.

"Shhh shh, I don't want you to ruin your own luck. I am so proud that for once you followed my order and removed the snow, it is acutely impressive."

Removed the snow?! This must be a stupid joke since you passed out lying overhead inside snow.

"Why are you so surprised, as if you aren't used to such a treatment. Even I can be sweet and give my lovely dear a break."

This was pure nonsense but better than getting violated every minute.

"Sure.."

Scaramouche placed his hand on top of your cheek.

"I'd like to give you a reward for doing such a great work, darling."

His lips brushed against yours. At first, you tried to deny him but after realizing he was forcing his tongue inside your mouth you gave in and kissed him back.

This was a weird situation, still... the only thing you were able to do was to float with it.

His other hand slid under your back and pulled you up before dragging your upper body against his.

As always this maniac was in control of the situation. He decided when to stop or how far to go.

"I have a Harbinger gathering and you are coming with me." He placed you back.

"It is in the castle. I bet you'd like to see it." With these words he left the room leaving a gigantic question mark inside your head.

Every time he acted sweet for an unknown period of time it dissolved into pain. Not a normal kind of pain, more like the worst to imagine physical violation around all regions of Teyvat.

Was he toying with you and making you think that there was no snow on top of the roads... or was he being brutally honest. And if he was, new possibilities entered your head. This simply made you overthink your consciousness.

The same consciousness that made you forget everything once...

Even if, this wasn't the matter right now, you still thought about the mysterious shadow you saw while passing out.

Who could be the one behind this?

Notes:

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