Who's addicted to ScaraxKazuha. TOTALLY not me. Their dynamic is everything.
Rebooting coZ sis the first few ones are too random LMAO ITS LIKE HAVING A DREAM or some shit. A fever dream fr fr
Au: Modern-Scara gets transported to the days of when his past self as the Wanderer for a brief moment of time.
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The routine has always been like this. With him, under the sakura tree, looking afar as if he's reminiscing what he lost.
All Scaramouche can say is, Kazuha is one dramatic bitch. But he still sits with him anyways, it's not like he can avoid the person who bravely confessed to him despite knowing Scaramouche's tendencies to look down on people. Nevertheless, Kazuha was one of the first ones to play along. He's weird and utterly annoying. With his ugly leaf and laid-back eyes, ever calming for anyone to see. His demeanor that never failed Scaramouche to feel at ease. Kazuha's existence is an anomaly in Scaramouche's space.
"I suppose you're done with all of your class?" the wind calmed down as he asked, Scaramouche simply nodded his head- not caring whether Kazuha had seen his answer or not "That's great, how do you wanna spend the rest of our time?" To ask how he knew, Scaramouche didn't ask. This stupid fool would only say trifling words that flex his nerves, mostly likely, the reply Kazuha would say will be something about the wind telling him shit.
Kaedehara is either crazy or plainly has a good luck, but it's probably the first one since you can't be that lucky all the damn time.
"I don't know? I wasn't the one who agreed on this arrangement, Kaedehara. Don't expect me to lead you into some shit"
"Yet here you are, next to me" A chuckle. The bastard is having fun with this.
"Fine! Whatever, I'm leaving- fucking asshole" As soon as he stands up, Kazuha, like a clingy bitch he is, quickly grabbed his wrist. He weighed him down, making Scaramouche forcefully sit "I'm kidding, don't be so angry now" His words always sounded too much, the amount of sincerity as if it's something casual to just... do
Scaramouche can't help but feel himself getting amoured. He sat quietly next to Kazuha, with his warmth still present in his wrist. Scaramouche didn't mind. Although it goes against his mind, he knows the touch isn't unwanted but instead welcomed.
Gulping and hoping Kazuha isn't aware of his pink-tinted cheeks, Scaramouche cleared his throat, an attempt to fade this growing feeling in his chest as Kazuha keeps his hand on his wrist.
"Do you plan to sit here forever or what?"
"Well, it seems to me you have nothing better in your mind"
Which is fucking insulting, Scaramouche didn't ask for this. He was simply begged by this son of a bitch yesterday. Being confessed to was not a new concept for Scaramouche. He was literally chiseled by the gods, quite literally so, Scaramouche has always believe he's above the people he's with. But it shocked him when this man, Kaedehara Kazuha not only confessed once, but plenty to count. And since, Scaramouche is merciful, he turned him down. He found Kazuha pitiful.
Liking someone he can never grasp? Hah, pathetic, Scaramouche is way too out of his league.
So, when he told Scaramouche he'll be asking him out for a date one last time? Although Scaramouche had never shown signs of empathy, he agreed just to give the man the closure he needed.
Now, he wished he didn't agree.
"Maybe if you fucking planned better before you confessed to me, this would have gone smoothly" With tons of work piling behind them for this semester and this complete waste of time? Who wouldn't be mad.
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idk bro gimme a break
De TodoCompiled my unfinished shit here // updates and drafts for my other books