The night's silence was unfamiliar to Kazuha. He laid there longing for the comforting sounds of waves crashing against the ship, rocking it gently. Now, in the city, the nights were mostly quiet, occasionally disrupted by a few drunkards in the streets.
Lying awake with his eyes wide open, his mind hazed from the late hour. he could feel Scaramouche's breath on his neck. The wanderer had unconsciously draped an arm over him during his sleep.
With as much care as possible, Kazuha tried to turn and shuffle into a new position, hoping it might help him sleep. Once settled, he realised he was now facing Scaramouche, for a while he watched the other boy sleep with a drowsy fascination.
"I can feel you staring" The wanderer murmured opening his eyes softly
Kazuha gasped quietly not expecting the other to still be awake.
"I thought you were asleep" Kazuha whispered
Scaramouche smiled "I have a question" he said softly
"what is it?"
"do you like anyone?" he questioned, his gaze soft
Kazuha blushed and started internally panicking wondering if the other found out about his feelings.
"I- uhm.. yeah" replied avoiding eye contact
"oh.. who?" Scaramouche asked sounding slightly disappointed raising an eyebrow
"you'll find out eventually" The poet responded closing his eyes "let's go to sleep"
Scaramouche rolled over, pulling his hands back. Kazuha was left feeling a pang of disappointment as the chill of the night brushed against his skin.
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In the morning Scaramouche woke up last. He noticed that the other had already gotten up. He laid in bed for a while staring off into nothing. He wondered who the other liked, deep down he hoped that it was him but he knew that probably wasn't the case.
Eventually he sat up and stretched his arms high above his head. He wondered what the other had planned for today. He got up and walked into the main part of the house where he could see Kazuha busily making something.
The poet turned around when he heard the other enter the room.
"you're awake" he commented
"Do you want help with making food, be careful of your thumb"
"I'll be fine"
"it smells really nice" Scaramouche complimented walking over "what are you making?"
"Pancakes" Kazuha replied turning his head to look directly at the other
Scaramouche laughed lightly "you have pancake batter on your face"
The poet looked away embarrassed at his messiness. Scaramouche cupped Kazuhas face and gently turned it to him. Kazuhas heart started racing fast as he gazed into the others eyes. Scaramouche used his thumb to gently wipe off the batter.
"there"
Kazuha couldn't control his smile as he looked back down to focus on the pan that he was waiting to heat up. Once the pancakes had been made the pair sat opposite each other at a small dining room table.
"What are we doing today?" Scaramouche asked eagerly
"Hmm.. I don't have anything planned for today" Kazuha thought for a second "maybe we could do a hike or something?"
"That reminds me, I do want to visit Chenyu" Scaramouche mentioned "have you ever gone?"
Kazuha shook his head "no, but I have a friend who used to live there"
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luminous ||scarakazu
Fanfiction[COMPLETE] Kazuha invites his friend of 3 years, Scaramouche, to the Lantern rite festival. The two are happy too see each other but Kazuha discovers the other won't be coming back to Liyue for a while. For Kazuha that means he only has the whole of...
