After being dragged down more hallways than he was willing to tolerate he could hear the all too familiar voice of a certain woman yelling about where he was
"Signora! I found him!"
well no going back now
The woman across the hallway dropped whatever it was that she was holding and Scaramouche could hear the sound of her heels that were almost definitely against the dress code, not like he could say much with his clothes being the cause of him getting written up more times then he cared to count
The sound of heels was swiftly getting closer and closer, closer and oh-
oh
she was grabbing the collar of his hoodie
"Where the ever living fuck have you been?!"
"Places"
"Are you trying to piss me off? Everyone has been looking for you!"
"I found him in one of the English classrooms!"
of course Childe felt the need to chime in
"He was surprisingly with a pretty big group" and Childe chuckles
he fucking chuckles
"Oh? So you disappeared to go play fantasy with your new little friends?"
"That's not what was happening"
"Sure sounds like it!"
He could hear the bell ringing to signal the last class of the day was starting
guess he'd have to skip that one too
after a minute or two the hallway was empty with just the three of them alone
"Lets make this clear so I don't have to repeat myself"
while this hadn't happened before he knew he wasn't going to like it one bit
"We are a group and while none of us may really like each other it is what we agreed on and we will all stick to it because we all fucking said we would, so you will hang out with us when we fucking say so and your new little friends will have to be fine without you, do I make myself clear?"
He could feel his hand going numb from clenching his fist for so long
He can't leave
He knew since the day they made the agreement that he couldn't leave even if he wanted to
He knew that no matter how far he would try to run, to leave, to escape, he knew that they would find him and drag him back
he made his peace with that awhile ago but that didn't mean he liked being reminded of it
Scaramouche was, in all sense of the word...
Trapped.
~~~~~~
~ Meanwhile ~
"Hey, what's up?" Gorou was hugging him from his side, Kazuha looked over to him and kissed his forehead
"nothing, why? Something wrong?"
"No no! You've just been looking at the door for awhile now, I thought maybe something was wrong, sorry!"
"You don't need to apologise" He held Gorou's hand and gently kissed the back of it, he did it often enough that it had become routine between them
across the makeshift group circle their friends had made stood Shenhe looking at them in careful observation.
Maybe,
just maybe,
paradise isn't so stable.
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