you're holding me and holding back. | 暗黙の
a scaramouche x reader au where you experience your first heartbreak. as you try to move on just like any other person would do, fate, or the devil in this case, has other plans. what's in it for the both o...
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— continued from part 17
"ugh, what does childe even like?" y/n sighed in frustration as both of them walked around in circles for over 30 minutes, but still couldn't find a gift.
"he's rich, so what does he not have anyways?" scaramouche tiredly walked beside her, already wanting to give up on the search.
y/n almost nodded in agreement until her eyes landed on a painting. the painting had a young boy whose hands were being held by a couple of silhouettes from almost falling down an endless pit of darkness. she thought the art oddly described childe for some reason.
scaramouche noticed y/n staring at the painting for a while which made him turn around and observe the painting as well. he immediately understood why y/n kept staring it, but he also focused on the colours. after all, they both liked art, and took art courses.
"you wanna buy this?" he asked, making her break out from her trance.
"i think so, i just hope he's smart enough to understand the meaning."
scaramouche lightly chuckled as they both walked towards the counter to pay for the painting.
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on walking out of the store, they noticed they still had some time left, and y/n took that chance to run to the bookstore in front of her. she didn't really prefer reading books. reading books with lack of art or designs hardly ever made her finish off an entire book, as looking at nothing but complex vocabularies always made her head spin. but that being said, she was definitely into mangas.
scaramouche called out her name a couple of times as she ran straight to the manga section, leaving him behind to catch up.
"are you deaf? what the hell are you doing here?" he glared at her as she casually responded with a shrug while going through the pile of mangas. she wasn't planning on buying anything, but rather finish off at least half a volume if she could.
she suddenly took out a manga from the shelf, and scaramouche stopped glaring as soon as he saw the sight. the haikyuu manga... funnily enough, that was what led them to talk to each other.
—☆—
his memories came running back to the day of the school trip. since the teacher was well aware everyone would be fighting over the back seats, he had assigned a seat to each student the day before, and somehow scaramouche's seat partner happened to be y/n.
