"So... what song are you choosing?" Tartaglia asked, as he stared at Scaramouche with a smile on his face. It's the smile that showed his dimples, his beautiful smile that Scaramouche was in love with. He stared at the short man who was lost in his thoughts. "Scara?" he asked.
"Oh, sorry" Scaramouche sair, shaking his head to snap out of his thoughts. He looked at the ginger, who was staring at him with his head tilted and confused. "Why does he look so cute when he's clueless..." the man thought to himself. "What did you say?" he then asked.
"I asked you what song you're choosing for the music project" Tartaglia replied as he smiled once more.
Scaramouche felt his cheeks flush the sight of the man smiling. "Why is he so cute when he smiles?" he thought to himself. "I don't know yet" he replied, looking away, a little flustered. "You?" he then asked, without looking at him.
"Dunno" Tartaglia said as he shrugged. "We have to present a song then play it with our instruments, right?" he then asked.
"Yea" Scaramouche replied, nodding. He turned his head to look at the ginger and said "You can also sing it if you want"
"Yea though I can't sing" Tartaglia replied.
What a lie.
"But I know that you can sing" he then said. "You should sing your song, Scara. After all, you got a beautiful voice" he then said.
"Oh you shut it, will you?" Scaramouche replied. He was completely flustered, it's because he's weak for compliments, especially when they come from Tartaglia. "My voice isn't that good..." he then mumbled. "Not compared to yours" he then thought, glancing down.
"Don't say that" Tartaglia replied. He then put his finger under Scaramouche's chin and lifted his head up. "You have the most beautiful voice I've ever heard. It's amazing, it could charm anyone, just like it charmed me" he then said, while looking into the young man's eyes.
Scaramouche immediately flushed red. He felt his heart pound out of his chest as he listened to the ginger's words. He slapped his hand away from his chin saying "What the fuck man? That was corny as shit"
"Was it?" Tartaglia asked as he chuckled. "Sorry, I was just being honest" he then said. "Please forgive me, Kuni" he then said. He patiently waited for the man to reply as he said "Kuni?"
"What do you want?" Scaramouche asked, annoyed, looking at Tartaglia.
"I'm sorry" Tartaglia repeated himself.
"The fuck you're apologizing for?" Scaramouche asked confused and annoyed, as he looked away grumbling something.
Tartaglia brought his hand to the back of his neck and started rubbing it, with a sheepish smile on the face. "I was apologizing because I thought I upset you" he then said. "Was I really being corny?" he then asked with an apologetic look on his face.
"Oh my god, Ajax" Scaramouche said. "You—" he said annoyed, but then stopped himself from speaking any word that he'll end up regretting. He sighed and said "Yes you were being corny, but it's alright"
"Oh" Tartaglia said, waiting for the realization to hit. He then smiled, saying "If you say so then!"
Scaramouche's annoyance immediately faded away at the sight of the ginger man smiling. He felt his heart flutter, his gaze softening. "Yea I do say so" he then said.
"But as I was saying! You should sing the song you're gonna play" Ajax said, putting his chin on his hand as leaned on the desk, staring at the younger man, with a dreamy smile on the face.
"No" Scaramouche replied without even considering it.
"Pleaseeee" Tartaglia said, doing his puppy dog eyes as he put his hands together, in a pleading way.
"No" the short man repeats himself.
"Scaraaaaaa" Tartaglia said as he leaned on him, wrapping his arm around his neck, his chin on his shoulder. "Please" he begged.
"No" Scaramouche said, his cheeks turning a pale shade of pink at the closeness of the other man.
"Pretty please" Tartaglia said. "If you don't, then you hate me" he then said as he stopped hugging him, to cross his arms.
"Well I do hate you" the short man replied as he pulled out his tongue, grimacing.
"Hey!" the ginger said. "That's not nice of you.." he then mumbled, upset.
"Don't care" Scaramouche replied as he ignored the ginger. He remained silent but the sight of the ginger pouting, he felt bad. He looked so sad thinking that Scara actually hates him. He sighed and said "Fine"
"You'll do it??" Tartaglia asked excitedly.
"Don't make me regret my decisions" Scaramouche replied. "You know damn well that you're the only one who's ever heard me sing.." he then mumbled.
"Are you scared of singing in public?" Tartaglia then asked tilting his head.
"What? Of course not!" Scaramouche replied. "Who the fuck do you think I am?" he then asked. He was lying. He was horrified of the idea to sing in front of others, but wasn't going to admit it because he didn't want to embarrass himself.
"You can be honest with me, Scara" Tartaglia replied smiling. "I won't judge" he said. "Hey... if you really have a stage fright when it comes to singing... I can ask the teacher to let me be with you and hold your hand" he said. "Oh wait, you'll need both hands for your violin.." he mumbled. "Uh... I could put my hand on your shoulder" he said. "Do you think that could ease it for you?" he then asked.
Scaramouche was embarrassed at the thought of Tartaglia accompanying him to help his stress fade. "S-sure" he said as he looked away flustered. He felt his heart race, "Why is this man so nice??" he thought to himself. "He's gonna make my heart melt.." he then thought.
"Yay!" Tartaglia said, clapping his hand together excitedly. "So... what song are you gonna choose?" he then asked.
Scaramouche thought for a second. "What song should I choose..?" he thought. "How about..." he thought as he thought of his favorite song, a song from Childe. "It's a secret" he then said.
"Oh come on, Scaraa" Tartaglia said. "Tell me! Pleaseee" he begged.
"No" Scaramouche said. "You'll find out once I present it" he then said.
"You're no funn" Tartaglia said, sighing. "I'll wait to find out I guess.." he then mumbled.
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a/n: hehe, this was the first chap🫶🫶 also yes i hc tartaglia as having dimples while smiling.
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Romancethey have to present their favorite song to their class.