Matrimony 💍 Scaramouche x Reader

𝐕𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐲 𝐟𝐮𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞

"Scaramouche?"

"Yes, Y/n?"

"When can we visit the main city—"

"I told you how many times now, Y/n. You cannot venture into the city just yet."

"S-Sorry..."

"Don't be. I just need you here by my side, that's all."

"Okay..."

Days after their arrival at Tatarasuna, Y/n was yet again confined within the protection of the Fatui soldiers and their camp. She could only get glimpses of Narukami Island and Tatarasuna all at once, but the campsite she was occupying was near the military camp that belonged to the Kujou family.

She only discovered, after she first met the General of the same name, that she was a guest of the Shogunate under the pretext of diplomacy as she was affiliated with the Fatui. And it was also at that moment she discovered that Signora was present in the nation.

And for such reasons, she cannot just roam around the main city whenever she pleases, even if she were to be accompanied by her aides, or Scaramouche himself.

Scaramouche notices the discouraged look on her, sighing for the nth time today and shaking his head in disapproval, "Just endure it for a little longer, alright, Y/n? I promise we'll visit the city when I'm done with work."

"You promise?" Y/n asks, leaning forward as their faces were now inches apart.

"I promise," Scaramouche turns away, hiding his slightly flustered expression, "Just stay by my side and don't stray too far from me, alright?"

"Okay. I won't leave your side."

"That's my good girl."

Y/n had known that whenever Scaramouche makes a promise with her, he always keeps them and never once breaks the said promises he made to her. She didn't know if she should be glad or worried. He had provided so much for her already and all she could do in return is accept them all and remain by his side as his fiance. She wasn't sure of what to do to repay him for everything he had done for her.

Y/n's lips curl up into a sweet smile, leaning towards his shoulder to rest her head on, her expression showing her calm and peaceful state. Scaramouche felt her weight on his shoulder, putting down his paperwork as he turns towards her, raising a brow,

"What are you doing, Y/n?"

A soft giggle erupts from her, her head turning to look down at him, "Am I not allowed to be this close to you?"

"Ah... You're allowed. I'm just surprised you're being this affectionate towards me for once." He chuckled, reaching out to caress her face.

"Aunty Arle often told me stories of the Fatui. I've also been told other stories by other people back in Fontaine," Y/n leaned towards his touch, pressing her hand over his hand that was caressing her cheek, "You're so different in person."

Scaramouche sighed at the thought of it, curious about what stories she was pertaining to. He couldn't really care any less now. He has his beloved bride in his grasp, and he'll do anything to ensure that her marriage with him will be one of fulfillment and happiness.

Especially once he finishes his ultimate task. He will make sure his beloved Y/n will be a bride of benevolence. A bride who will soon be worshiped by all of humanity alongside him.

"You don't believe those stories anymore, do you?" He asked, leaning forward with their faces now mere inches apart. He could feel the light, shallow breathing of his bride. It gave him a sense of comfort, in a way, that his bride was healthy and alive right in front of him.