His Fake Marriage

•His Last Plan•

(I'm a month late but thank you for the bday wishes!! <3 I must now continue where I left off.. after the smut scene...) 

~(Y/N)~

Waking up to the sound of shuffling around the mattress was something (Y/N) wasn't used to, but she adjusted her eye sight and got a better look at the room she was in. The ceiling was decorated with hues of green and white, with a slanted roof. The walls were adorned with some unique decorations and paintings. Turning to her side, she noticed a sleeping figure next to her, blinking a few times she realized it was Scaramouche. He must've just moved to his now current position, still sleeping soundly.

Then all of the memories of last night came rushing through her mind, she remembered the scene vividly and began to feel her face turning red. Of course, the 'her' from last night was different from the one that was awake right now... 

Still, the girl couldn't believe they actually fucked last night... the two of them?? Not even married yet and she already lost her innocence- but at least it was to him.

Sighing a bit she regained her attention and looked towards the sleeping Scaramouche, seeing his chest heave up and down and his long lashes resting gently on his face. (Y/N) couldn't help but be glad that she fell in love with him, his features are quite the eye-candy. (..? I think I typed that right?) 

Feeling the urge to touch his face, she positioned her finger directly above his cheek, readying herself to poke him. She expected his skin to be rough as he went through tons of vigorous training and torture, but to her surprise his face feels really soft. 

She poked around for a bit, even went and traced the line of his nose to the way his lips curved, the girl never thought someone could be so perfectly made. 

"Are you satisfied with my face?" Scaramouche opened his eyes and gave (Y/N) a mischievous glance.

(Y/N) did a little yelp before retracting her finger, a bit of red can be seen on her cheek. 

"Why'd you stopped?" he turned his head towards her, chuckling.

"Sorry.. I got distracted." she averted her eyes. 

He gave her a smile before sitting up right, "Nothing to be embarrassed about."

Only nodding her head, she goes to stand up but then gets yanked back into Scaramouche's arms. Blinking from the sudden movement, she immediately looked up at him and stared surprisingly. 

"Hey, I wasn't done looking at you." 

"I think you've looked at me enough.."

"It's never enough." he snuggles closer. 

(Y/N) couldn't argue with that so she took her defeat and let him have his ways. The pair stayed like that was awhile until there was a knock on the door. Sensing it was the Dendro Archon, the girl shot up and covered herself with the blanket. 

"Good morning! I'm sure you guys are awake, I need to borrow Scaramouche for a bit." Nahida asked politely and then shuffled away. 

(Y/N) looked towards the man next to her as he sighs and gets up. He dresses himself in a decent manner and gave her a kiss before departing from the room. Now that she was finally alone, she quickly got dressed and made herself look nice. All that time laying in bed messed up her hair badly, thank the Archons there was a brush in the dresser nearby. 

The girl stands there pondering on her next move, she looks towards the messy bed and decided to make it before they were deemed as disrespectful guests. But thinking back to what they did last night, that was already disrespectful enough...