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Scott slowly woke up a bit disorianted, Where was he? certanly not hom-
SHIT, SHIT, SHIT, SHIT right next to him in the bed was Scar he- nononononono NO he couldn't. Everything from last night was slowly climbing back into his brain.
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He went over to Scar's for some cookies (or maybe a hug). Pearl was being ‘funny’ again with the snow bucket and he felt cold, very cold. Cleo was busy dealing with some more of Martyn’s antics, for some reason he also felt a need to go to Jimmy which was weird because he never really spoke to the guy, so he felt like scar was the next best option.
The rest of that night was a fever dream. He got over to Scar's and Grian's base without dying. What should not have been hard but he almost died of fall damage combined with of course the snow damage from Pearl.
Void he was cold so, so cold.
Why was he choosing Scar exactly? No idea if he was honest, but he had to keep walking, doing something did help with the cold sometimes but made the pain worse. He was fighting a losing battle.
It was his fault after all that Pearl was mad at him and Cleo and basically everyone on the server. It was also his fault that Martyn was being so weird to Cleo.
Before he even knew it he was at the door of Scar's and Grian's base. He knocked on the door. He heard footsteps from inside walk to the front door. After hearing the click of the door open Scar stood before him. He had that same happy smile on his face like he always had, but it couldn't cover that he had obviously been crying for Will before opening the door, but in the moment Scott didn't really care he was cold and wanted to get inside.
“Hey Scott whats up buddy, are you okay, what are you doing here at like 2 in the morning?”
All the questions went straight over his head.
“Cold….”
“Ohh is Pearl playing games again.”
“Y-yes”
“Well she's up early than”
“Mmhhh.” “
Scott are you okay cuz you seem a bit of-”
In that exact moment Scott fell right into Scars arms.
“Wow there buddy are you okay, you feel really cold as well.”
“C-can I st-tay here?”
“Um well of course, Grian is of doing something important anyway so yea you’re free to stay”
Scott could even hear through his foggy mind how much anger and sadness was put in that one word. Scar probably didn’t even know what Grian was actually doing and he was already upset. He felt compelled to say what was actually going on. Scar was his friend after all he deserved to know.
“H-hey Scar.”
"Yeah."
“Grian is c-cheating on y-you.”
He expected some form of anger and betrayal in Scars voice but what was actually coming next shocked him even more.
“I know”
Scott felt his heart plummet. Scar had known all this time and didn't do anything about it? This was weird, really weird. Maybe if he was in the right headspace he would have consoled him but he wasn't so question where the first that came out of his mouth.
“H-how, since when, are you o-okay, why haven't y-you done a-anything?”
“Can we talk about this inside?”
“Huh yea s-sure no yea that s-sounds good.”
Even though Scott couldn’t see his face he could hear from his voice that he was on the brink of a breakdown.
But then again who wouldn't be when their literal soulmate was cheating on them.
Scar half carried Scott inside since he was still leaning on him. After Scar sitting both of them down at the kitchen table Scott let out a comfortable sigh. He was still cold but being inside helped a lot. which made him think about why he didn't just stayed home, but before he could ponder on that Scar began to talk.
“So how are you feeling?”
“O um better i think, it's still cold but being inside helps.”
"That's good, but why are you even here in the first place?”
Shit now he needed to think of a lie of why he was here.
“Um i needed to ask Grian about something but now that i think about it that could have possibly waited till morning.”
“Oh.”
To Scott's surprise Scar sounded a bit upset by that.
“But yea um so you knew about Grian’s thing.”
“Hey listen Scott I may seem oblivious sometimes but i’m not stupid.”
He sounded a little harsh when saying that what Scott couldn't really blame him for he wouldn’t like to be known as the servers idiot eather.
“I’m sorry.”
“Well it's not really your fault you're not the one that is cheating on me”
“Yeah well I knew and I thought you didn't know and I feel like I should have told and I thought about telling you but i didn’t and-”
“Hey hey listen Scott i’m honestly just happy that there’s someone on my side.”
“What do you mean?”
“Well you know everyone knew and I thought no one even thought about telling me or anything, so it's nice to have at least one person who thought about telling me.”
As if Scott’s heart couldn't break any further. Scar really thought that other people didn’t care that Grian was cheating, sure no one did anything about it but- and then it sunk in Scar was right no one thought about telling him, about stopping Grian and Bigb, which was bad really bad, but now there was a new question popping into Scott’s mind.
“If you knew why didn’t you say anything or tried to stop it?”
“I did but Grian just brushed it off and kinda called me delusional.”
With every word Scar was saying the more Scott wanted to punch Grian across the face. Why did he need to cheat on Scar? What had Scar done to deserve this shity treatment?
“That sucks, kinda wish we could remember things outside of the game then maybe we would have known haha.”
Scott was trying to make a joke but it was not going well.
“I think Grian remembers.”
"Really?"
“It feels like it, he knows a lot about the games you know.”
“Mmm.”
Scott didn’t know how to respond to tha, it did make sense tho, Grian knew more about the games than anyone else, it would make sense if he could remember things outside of the game.
Before being able to continue that thought a cold shiver runs down his spine. A really cold shiver. Fuck Pearl was messing with the powdersnow again. Scott felt like he was going to freeze to death. (Which was definitely how Pearl wanted him to feel.)
“Scott, are you okay?”
“I, um.”
Before Scott could finish his sentence tears were streaming down his face, and it hurts so much, the cold wasn't supposed to hurt, how do he know that? no idea but his head was to foggy with pain for him to think about it more.
“Oh Scott.”
Before he realized it he was sobbing in Scars arms. Why oh why can’t he just be nice to people, all he ever does is fuck things up for himself and others.
“Hey Scott, maybe it's a good idea if you get some sleep?”
It sounded more like a question than a suggestion, but to his foggy mind it did sound nice.
“Tha-at sounds niiice.”
"Okay, come on.”
And there he was getting carried in Scars arms to his bed.
“We do only have one double bet tho.”
All Scott could do is mumble something along the lines of fine.
“Alright then”
Scar softly put him on the bed and went to lay next to him, pulling the covers over both of them.
“Are you alright there?”
"Mmhmm.”
“okay, tell me if you need anything alright”
Scar didn’t get an answer.
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Scott was still in shock, sure at the end of the night he was definitely not thinking straight but really sleeping in the same bed as someone's soulmate, while they were still together? But then again these soulmates were definitely not happy together but still.
Looking to his side he saw a peaceful Scar sleeping. Definitely happier and contenter then he was that evening and so sue him the bed was comfy. It wouldn’t kill him if he slept for a bit longer right?