You're My Enemy...Right? [Scaramouche x FEM! Reader]

~Mentor? pt. 5~ Chapter 25

Y/n's POV

Scaramouche's face was getting closer to mine, with his hand on my cheek. Was he really gonna kiss me?! I put my hands on his chest, debating on whether I should push him or not. I closed my eyes, moving my face slightly. I really didn't know if I wanted him to kiss me or not. My heart was, undeniably, excited. It was racing. (🏎️🏎️🏎️ vroom) The silence killed me, until the silence itself was broken. "You got whipped cream on your cheek." Scara said, swiping his thumb over my cheek.

I peaked to see Scaramouche confused from my reaction. "What?" He mumbled, a eyebrow raised slightly.

A red veil spread acrossed my face from the amount of embarrassment I had. I might've let Scara actually kiss me, if he was to actually attempt to. My mind wandered back to when I kissed him. Why did I do that when I was hesitating just now? I thought about it. Lola convinced me that I needed a love life. Or, at least, almost did. Was that what influenced me? My undeniable hopeless romance? It would be a waste to keep thinking about it in this situation.

From my silence, Scara shook his head slightly, until he wiped the whipped cream onto a paper towel. My body started to relax as he backed away, and gave up on the topic of my reaction. It was definitely something I would look down upon in embarrassment. Scara turned back in my direction, his mouth opening to speak. "The bakery closes in a couple minutes."

I nodded in response, looking for my normal clothes. Right when I was about to ask Scaramouche if he had seen my clothes he made a sound of realization and grabbed my clothes out from somewhere. Did he move them? Why did he move them? I shrugged it off. He probably moved them to the place where I was originally supposed to, but I didn't really know. Scara outreached his hand, my clothes now in front of me. I smiled at him, before I went into the bathroom first. I changed quickly, folding my work clothes nicely. My hand pushed down on the door handle, grabbing it to allow me to get out. Scara was right next to the door, probably waiting to change himself. I came out of the bathroom completely, the bakery scent filling my nose once more. He quickly went into the bathroom, and I took this opportunity to say hi to the yet to be named kitten.

Scaramouche came out soon after, and I put the kitten back. Upon seeing me still in the kitchen, he put a hand on his hip, tilting his head slightly. "You're waiting?"

I stood back up, stretching slightly. "It'd be awkward to walk to the same place separately.", I replied, trying not to seem awkward in this moment.

Scara nodded, walking to the exit of the kitchen. He opened the door slightly. I thought, for a second, that maybe he would leave first anyways. He looked back at me, noticing my face of hesitation. "Well then? Let's go.", Scara said, waiting for me to walk close behind.

In all honesty, I was caught off guard, but I didn't let that stop me from quickly following behind him.

Were we... Getting closer?

My pace sped up, catching up to Scara. I now walked beside him now. It felt awkward... but refreshing from knowing that this was quite rare. He was usually very cold. I looked towards Scara with a question ringing in my mind. "Don't you work a night shift?"

Scara shook his head, looking ahead of him, still. "Nobody else was working the shift. I had to cover and close the bakery. There's not people here, since it's a new location, like Loid mentioned yesterday. You probably weren't paying attention, as per usual."

I got slightly annoyed from his comment, but I didn't act upon that annoyance. I wondered if there was anyone interested in working so that Scara didn't have to do everything. I could ask Lola, but she's a bartender.... Come to think of it, that was probably how she got the alcohol. She probably stole a bit. It seemed like something Lola would definitely do, or try to do, at least.

Scara and I kept walking beside each other, heading for the dorms. They were a tad bit far away, but it was okay. We were both a bit silent, and if we weren't we were arguing over good cat names. I felt a bit hungry, but I just decided to eat at home. My eyes were focused on loads of small shops selling some food. It made it that much worse. Scara must have seen me eyeing some of the food, since he tilted his head slightly in confusion. Before I knew it, he was walking up to one of the food stands, leaving me on the sidewalk. The man at the stand quickly gave him two boxes, before seeing me standing on the sidewalk awkwardly. I saw him give a slight grin to Scaramouche, before putting a thumbs up, in a supportive way.

After a little while, Scara came back with boxes with teriyaki. He handed me one, before sitting down on a bench nearby. One leg crossed the other. "You owe me one now.", He said, before snapping apart his chopsticks.

"Thank you.", was my reply.

It felt odd saying that to Scaramouche, but he did just buy me food.

I sat next to Scara, broke apart the chopsticks and ate with him as well. Maybe he actually was starting become more fond of me.

I soon would see something that would change my mind.