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“(Name)!”
You woke up in an instant, darting around to see Scaramouche at your side.
“Oh, your back.”
“Yeah yeah, that’s not a very great welcome greeting.”
You dismissed his comment and stared at your slightly damp document. Supposedly you fell asleep again on your work and now there are tear droplets from your slumber after the nightmare you had.
“Sooo do you need any of these paperwork?” You said with an optimistic smile despite everything happening.
“This pile is full of records and this stack is letters and then–”
You tried to stand up to give the fatui graph business papers to him but your body gave up on you and you collapsed, blacking out. You’ve been working for the past 3 days when Scaramouche was sent out and you barely took breaks.
“Oh come on now, stop being melodramatic and get up, you’re acting ridiculous.”
. . . .
“(Name)..?”
He leaned in to make sure you were breathing while he held you close to his chest. After hearing your faint breaths, he loosened up and sighed in relief.
“You’re so mindless.”
Lifting you up, he rushed into your shared bedroom and placed you on the bed. He urged the servants to get medication supplies and stayed by your side.
After he made sure you were doing just fine, he got up, went to dress out into a yukata, and went back into your office to analyze all of the papers.
“Are you kidding me..”
Seeing the 4 huge stacks of paper made his heart almost sink. Scaramouche knew he couldn’t put any sense into you but he did wish that he confronted to you about it beforehand.
Every time you made sure he was out the door for his trip, you started scribbling like wild. Eventually, he found out on his own and questioned you about it but you didn’t seem to care.
“As long as the work is done it’s okay.”
You didn’t think of it as anything bad. It kept you busy most of the time unless it was just tedious work.
“Don’t overwork yourself while I’m gone, beloved.”
That’s what he would say every time before he left and obviously, you didn’t listen.
He heard a small rustle in your room and headed into the bedroom with something in hand.
“He probably left again.” You sighed, sitting up against the headboard.
“Ah ah ah, look who’s awake, hm?”
You flinched hearing his presence. He strolled in looking gracefully as ever, seating down on the edge of the mattress.
“Yeah so uh what exactly happened?”
Scaramouche scoffed at your cluelessness and explained to you what had happened.
“I’ve warned you about it but you never seemed to care about what I say and now look at you. Do you really think this would benefit you?”
You stared at him blankly and faced down, fidgeting with your fingers.
“I..”
“You?”
“I don’t know! You haven’t been home much these past months and I have no company. I have nothing to do so why not just do some work? It’s not that big of a deal.”
Scaramouche furrowed his brows at your protest. Yes, he was a lot busier and out more these days but that doesn’t mean he didn’t want to be with you either.
Awkward tension held onto the air when unexpectedly Scaramouche got up from his spot and shifted into the bed next to you. He held his palm out and you saw the most exquisite necklace you’ve ever laid eyes on. It had a violet shard (which reminded you of his eyes) dangling off of three crystalized bluebell flowers topping off with the fatui symbol.
“Oh? And what’s this?”
“Oh shut up don’t make me regret gifting you this.”
You whispered your gratitude and took the necklace from him to put it on yourself. It dazzled into the light with a soft glow. Too busy admiring the necklace, you almost didn’t notice Scaramouche pulling out a hand-sized box. He opened it up and handed it to you.
“Omamori? What’s this for?”
“For your safety and health obviously.”
“Ah, I see. Thank you.”
Scaramouche faced away from you and hummed “your welcome”, crossing his arms. You turned your attention to him and swept away a couple of unsettled strands of his indigo hair and noticed his rose-colored cheeks.
“What’s wrong?”
“What.”
He turned to you seeing your facial expression questioning him. Squinting his eyes at you, obviously not understanding what you meant, he simply laid his head on your shoulder, intertwining his hand with yours.
“Tired?”
You lightly patted his shoulder with your free hand.
“Mhm yeah, obviously I had to take care of you.” He mumbled.
“Ok, ok, sorry about that.”
You stayed in that position for a while then you both settled down onto the bed with him wrapping his arms around your waist, spooning you, still holding onto your hand. Instantly feeling warmth as he nuzzled his face into the crook of your neck.
“Don’t work too much now otherwise I’m staying home to look after you.”
You felt his breath tickle your neck while he whispered in his drowsy voice. Soon enough, you both fell fast asleep from the long day.
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You felt the morning sunshine blazing upon you. It was more warm than usual and it made you feel fuzzy. After fidgeting with someone’s hand, it suddenly came to you that it was Scaramouche’s hand.
“Scara you’re still here?!”
You turned your body around to face him and nudged his arm.
“Aren’t you gonna be late for work?”
He sleepily rubbed open his eyes.
“Huh?”
“You’re gonna be late to work, stupid.”
“Oh, I’m not going.”
You eyebrowed him suspiciously knowing that he wouldn’t miss a single second of work time. His behavior was skeptical and you knew he had something in mind.
“I wanna spend the day with you. Am I not allowed to give my partner the attention they value? Poor (Name).”
You ignored his cheesy joke and flicked his forehead.
“Awh come on, I was just teasing! No need to be so rude..” He pouted ignorantly.
“Aren’t you gonna be in trouble with the Tsaritsa?”
“Hmm.. She’ll just need to learn not to rely on me so much then.”
“But didn’t you say you’ll only stay home if I work too much? I’m not even out of bed you liar.”
“Yeah, I guess I did but I still wanna stay with you. Are you planning on working more today if I leave? Is that why you’re asking so many questions?”
You put a hand over his face and knocked him away, turning to face the other side. He chuckled and he pushed the back of your head in return.
“So you’re not leaving to work?”
“No, I just said that.”
“Okay then go back to sleep I’m tired.”
He got himself up on one elbow and kissed your cheek then laid back down, embracing you in his arms.
You turned around to face him and ruffled his hair then kissed his forehead.
The future still lays ahead of you, and you knew there were still more journeys you had to overcome but it wouldn’t be a problem with Scaramouche by your side.
“I love you.”
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