I Met You On The 6th. {scaramouche x reader au}

Chapter 13 - His Head

yo wsg guys i got finals in a week and i started writing this at 1 am wish me luck frfr btw sorry for not updating follow me on insta at anilikescats if yall wanna spam me to update i keep forgetting i have wattpad 😭

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Scaramouche's Pov

Fuck. My head is gonna fucking burst open. It's fucking throbbing. After having the Traveller in the same hotel room as me, and them saying shit that I love them, my head can't stop hurting. What the fuck happened? Where was I?

I held my wounding arm and I staggered across the roads of Teyvat, unconcerned of the blood drops dribbling from my injured arm or children staring at me with open mouths.

I needed to know what happened. I needed to know why I didn't remember anything.

And then, I collapsed.

"Wake up." a voice ordered. I looked up, finding myself in a chamber. My eyes were blurry and my body ached. I turned to my injury and saw that it was wrapped in bandages. I looked at the voice, and there he was. The man himself.

I threw myself off the bed, ripping the linen blanket off me.

"Where'd you find me, Dotorre? And get rid of that mask, for fuck's sake. You look fucking stupid when it's just us two." I sighed, brushing a lint off my shoulder, I picked up my hat and headed for the door when-

"Nah ah ah. Scaramouche, you ain't getting away this time. Now, tell me. Where have you been for the last 2 months? None of us could find you, and then I was on my way to get one of my favorite Crab Meat Sticks until I saw your helpless poor lit-" Dotorre spoke narcissistically.

"Dude just tell me the point. I don't have all day."

"Alright, alright. My point is, why could we not contact you for 2 months and then we find you on the floor on some random street with an injured arm?" he asked.

I sighed and tried to collect my thoughts. What exactly even happened in those 2 months? Where have I been? I can't tell Dotorre about me and the Traveller having a fight in a HOTEL ROOM..

"I'm going to be honest with you...it's.. none of your business. Just let me live," I sighed, thinking that this was the worst excuse I've ever made.

"Hmm..is that so?" he asked me, looking suspiciously at me, up and down

"Yup."

"Hmmm..alright, you can leave, but.." he stopped half way.

"What?"

"Are you hiding anything?"

"No,"I said, trying my best to be as confident as possible. And so, before him giving me his approval. I left the chamber and found myself to the exit. Ah, we were in Liyue? I must find myself to Snezhnaya. For that...

I need to cross Monstadt.

Your POV

You woke up on a sunny morning. You stretched and went to check your pho-

Wait, you didn't have a phone.

You were in Monstadt. In a different dimension.

You sighed and got up from bed. You brushed your teeth, took a shower and changed clothes. You went to the diner hall, where Paimon and...Tartaglia were waiting for you.

"Hey Traveller!" exclaimed Paimon.

"Yo what's good Y/N?" Tartaglia said, while he bit into a French Toast.

"The fuck was that bro...'what's good y/n' you sound like a roadman.." You sighed.

"A road- what?" Paimon turned to you, confused.

Tartaglia burst out laughing, probably about to shit himself or something, as he looked at Paimon's expression.

You smiled and told Paimon it was nothing.

"Childe says that he has something important to tell you. However, Paimon says not to trust him.." she whispers to you.

"It's fine Paimon, I can trust this ginger."

"Y/N. Paimon. I'd like you to do me a favour," Tartaglia said, and actually had a serious expression on his face for once.

"What is it?" you asked.

"Well, I need you to go up to Snezhnaya for some work. Truth is, I'm unable to. I have things to do in Sumeru."

"So, we're gonna run your errands now?" You asked cheekily.

"No, no. The thing is, I know this is weird but.. the Tsaritsa gave me work and called me over so I requested sending someone else to go there. And she approved, somehow."

"And..I'm your backup?" You asked, confused.

"Well, kind of. I'll treat you though, so could you do it for me? You have to leave tomorrow morning in order to get there by evening." he told you.

"Like, 11 in the morning, right?" you asked, hoping not having to wake up early.

"No, early morning. 6 am sharp, please? It's only for a week," he told you with puppy eyes.

You sighed, nobody could say no to him with puppy eyes.

"Fine, I'll do it."

His eyes had brightened up and he smiled at you and patted you on the back. He gleamed and said,

"Thank you!! Toodles~"

'Who says 'Toodles?' you thought. You sighed and looked up.

Tomorrow you'll be going to Snezhnaya. The Region of the Cold.

"Welp, Paimon. We better go shopping for a snow outfit, or we'll probably get hypothermia and die."

"Paimon agrees! Let's go shopping!"

Scaramouche's POV

I'll have to leave tomorrow morning. The Tsaritsa specially requested for me to be there. Dotorre spreads news fast that I'm back.

But in the meanwhile...

...what has happened in the last 2 months?