roommates | scara x reader modern au

drunk confession 𓂃𓏧

Next day arrived, Scara was already at the kitchen table, already gotten himself some breakfast for the both of you.

He was just about to pour himself a coffee when you entered the room.

His eyes shifted to you and he remained still for a moment. But when his eyes locked with yours, a weird feeling came over him.

He was both embarrassed and delighted to see you this morning.

You locked eyes with him for a moment. You noticed another plate right across his.

You honestly don't know how to act around him right now. You were supposed to avoid him today but seeing his sweet gesture, making you breakfast.

You wouldn't want to be rude and just leave it like that. You gave in.

None of you spoke as you both ate. You don't like how awkward you two look right now.

You finished first and gave him a small smile. "Thank you for the food.."

He only gave you a smile in return.

Fuck.

You stood up and immediately get a glass of water before heading out.

"See you later..."

He watched you take a glass of water, the same glass of water he used to drink himself.

He couldn't help but feel a strange sensation that something wasn't right. For some reason, he felt an urge to follow you as you headed to the door.

"Are you heading out somewhere?"

"Yeah, I'll be back later." You said, puttin on your shoes. You couldn't face him and look him in the eyes. Afraid he might notice your blushing face.

I should stop. I'm just being delusional. Let's not assume such things. Let's try to move on. You thought but there's another side of you saying the opposite.

You twisted the doorknob open and bid farewell and closed the door.

Scara wanted to open his mouth and say something. Yet, it was already too late.

He just stood there frozen in place for good few minutes after you shut the door behind you.

His mind couldn't come up with what he could do next. He was still reeling from the events during last night.

And yet, he couldn't stop thinking about you. Every part of him wanted to pursue you, but the voice of reason in his head urged him to stop or it would only give him more grief.

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You've had a few drinks to yourself. You didn't realize that you've been drinking a lot and that it's already night time.

You going out today wasn't really on your to do list today. You just had the feeling that you can't be in the same room with Scara right now.

You felt frustrated. You don't know which one you'll choose, should you confess...or not?.. But it frustrates you even more if you really don't.

Maybe confessing while drunk would help...

You sighed as you found yourself infront of a bar you two went before.

You're too drunk to go home by yourself so the staff had to contact the first number they could find on your phone to get someone to pick you up.

They called a contact named Scara on it, his contact was on the only one on your favorite list so they thought that he might be your boyfriend and called him to pick you up at the bar.

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It was quite late, Scara was planning to lay down and attempt to go to sleep. And yet, he was taken aback by the sudden phone call in the middle of the night.

When he answered it, he heard the voice of the bar staff on the other end of the line.

He was instantly worried, he agreed to pick you up immediately.

Scara arrived few minutes later with his car keys on his hand.

He found you heads down on the table, too drunk. He noticed the bar staff signalling him to come over.

"Good evening, sir. Are you her boyfriend perhaps? It's almost midnight and it's better to take her home. We'll be closing early today."

He didn't respond. He simply nodded at the staff member and went over to you to pick you up.

His facial expression was blank yet there were hints of concern on his face. He was reluctant at first, but his concern for you eventually won over his hesitation.

When he picked you up, his eyes locked on yours, his grip on you was somewhat tight but he refused to let go of you.

Eventually the bar staff member, who actually seemed to be the owner himself, left once he realized that you were in good hands and Scara took you away from the bar.

You found yourself in his arms, walking towards the parking lot. You're too drunk to open your eyes but you wrapped your arms around his neck. You giggled.

"Scara~ why are you here?.....I thought you prefer to be alone?.....That made me sad you know.."

You mumbled as you leaned on his chest, still drunk.

He stayed silent despite you being on his chest.

He was still unsure of how to respond. He had never dealt with someone this drunk before.

He kept telling himself that he shouldn't let his heart overtake him yet he found himself unable to resist the urge to take care of you.

He was being driven by his heart at this point.

"I changed my mind..." He finally replied, letting out a deep sigh as he wrapped his arms around you.

"...I thought you don't like me....I don't know if I should just move on from you....or not..."

He was stunned to hear that you were planning to move on from him. He stayed still for a moment as his thoughts began to race.

He began to realize more and more, all the chances he had with you that he missed, including the times his behavior made it seem as if he was pushing you away.

"No...I was just afraid..." His voice was soft and gentle as he carried you to the car.

"...then that means you...want be with me.." you mumbled in his chest one more time.

"Yes..."

He paused for a moment. You were still on his chest, your arms wrapped around his neck.

You were too drunk to realize it but he could hear your heartbeat and he enjoyed having you in his arms. He didn't want to admit it but this was what he's been wanting.

He then began to speak softly.

"I want you."

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