━ 𝗛𝗔𝗧𝗘 𝗠𝗘 ; k. scaramouche

𝗲𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁

eight
third person

bzzzzzz..

!

SCARAMOUCHE
"hello?"

Y/N
"your little love letter was stupid"

SCARAMOUCHE
"i don't recall writing a love letter."

Y/N
"oh, that stinks. i would've let you
redeem yourself by taking me on a date."

SCARAMOUCHE
"is that so?"

Y/N
"maybe, wasted your chance though."

SCARAMOUCHE
"be ready at seven, i'll show you what
a real date looks like."

Y/N
"don't be late, or you won't have
a date."

SCARAMOUCHE
"yes, princess. this time don't
set me up with some celery
stick."

scaramouche grunted as y/n hung up the phone, a smile on her face. both had about four hours until they'd meet, so y/n decided it'd be best to get herself ready so he wouldn't have to wait for long.

while y/n basically turned her closet inside out, she finally found something that she thought would fit the occasion. a red laced dress, perfect for a simple date between
two people with an exceptionally complicated
past.

digging through her jewelry box, y/n found a locket, which obviously wasn't hers. it was skull shaped which had y/n questioning how a picture would fit in
there.

opening it, a picture of childe, scaramouche, and y/n was inside of it. childe trying to photobomb the two just trying to take a photo of them rollerblading together.

a shocked expression made its way onto y/n's face, the photo dated back to middle school before all the shit between her and scaramouche happened.

who's was it? and why did they add that silly picture in it.

shrugging, y/n put the locket around her neck, the red gems for its eyes complimenting her outfit.

using the rest of the hour she had left before scaramouche would pick her up, she decided to fix her hair, adding a couple curls to it to spice things up.

before she knew it, there was already a knock on her door. y/n made her way downstairs, putting her hand on the doorknob.

"here goes nothing, i guess." she thought to herself before opening the door, exposing a well dressed scaramouche, suit, tie and everything in between.

"did you get even shorter?" y/n joked, trying to mask her nervousness. it felt wrong going on a date with the boy that screwed her over, but at the same time a part of her heart still latched onto him.

"did you get stupider?" scaramouche shot back, obviously annoyed by the question. "i was just kidding." y/n frowned, as scaramouche shook his head. "better have been." scaramouche muttered, taking the girls wrist.

y/n followed him to his car, his hand still latched onto her wrist to pull her. "jeez, what an ugly car.." y/n made a disgusted face.

"you're really annoying, yknow that?" scaramouche sighed, opening the passenger door for y/n. y/n rolled her eyes as scaramouche shut the door behind her, making his way to his own side of the vehicle.

as scaramouche started driving, y/n skipped through the radio, trying to find something to play.

after turning on the best possible option, y/n laid her head on her arm which was placed by the window.

"you ever hear about what people like to call soulmates?" y/n struck up conversation. "soulmates?" scaramouche asked, looking over to the girl who was looking outside of the window.

"two people who share the same soul." y/n answered, "i guess it's stupid, but i like to think somewhere out there i have a soulmate."

"and if that's fake?" scaramouche questioned. "well, then what's my purpose?" y/n frowned. "when you meet your soulmate it's like.. you know it's them, they don't leave your heart"

"you ever think that's just love itself?" scaramouche spoke up, "delusion to be honest."

y/n shook her head, "no. i heard that when people think that they've met their soulmate, it's like something just clicked in them, like their purpose was completed."

"oh," scaramouche answered. "then, did you find your 'soulmate' that you call it?"

"maybe." y/n cheekily smiled. "if i did then he's definitely an ass."

".. why would you want your soulmate to be an asshole?" scaramouche gave y/n a side eye.

"nobody said i wanted him to be, guess he was just born that way." y/n shrugged, a laugh coming out of her mouth.

"weirdo.." scaramouche sighed.