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canon divergent universe, fatuis chiscara.
Today again the fatuis gathered up for a meeting, usually it's Pantalonne just exposing his economical ideas and then Capitano coming in and speaking up.
As per usual, it's basic statistics and missions advice.. also something about their services eventually becoming more pricey.
Anyways, just a normal meeting.
Childe is looking at Scaramouche across from the table..
Scaramouche had left the fatuis for a while then he just.. came back. That didn't tick right for Childe.
His gaze is.. wandering. Wondering. About why did he came back.
He always felt that weird pull, inexplicable pull towards him and Childe almost felt sane when Scara had left but now that he's back, he is mostly speechless and dried up about mischievous ideas.
As Capitano gave the pairs for the next missions, and announced 'Childe and Scaramouche' for one of them, he looked up, surprised, jaw open.. like a dry fish.
He had to somehow work with Scaramouche. Oh he didn't like that. For his sanity.
Scaramouche just shrugged.. another deal with another idiot. Not like it's a huge change from usual.
He mostly gets along with Columbina because she's quiet and doesn't discuss his orders most of the time. And also she's a distinguished lady, like Signora.
Later on, meeting's over, Scaramouche went to the fatuis weapons inventory to pick his usual, and as he took a step back, his back met Childe's.
Scara :"Fuck off.."
Scaramouche immediately said over his shoulder, pissed off by the tiny gesture. Lately he has been on edge.
Childe just looked at Scara's face. Stared.
Childe : "You wearin' makeup or something? Why is the under eye red? have you.. cried?"
He teased, a smirk on his lips. The tiniest sign of surrender from Scara was a delight to him.
Scara frowned, ready to throw a fight right now.
Scara : "me ? crying? oh boy.. I don't even think I can physically do that.."
After all, his body is still a sheer puppet envelope, that doesn't really allow him freedom.
He's not sure he ever cried. Or even did something similar.
Childe raised an eyebrow, interested.
Childe : " need help figuring that out? "
A smart innuendo. He just wanted to observe Scaramouche closer.. way closer.
The hat guy just frowned in more confusion and dramatically walked away..
Childe just smiled dumbly. He loves as much as he hates Scaramouche. He wants to see him cry, pathetic.
After some time they were back together on the field, it was an infiltration mission to eliminate a target for a client.
Scaramouche never plays about missions, he dressed up as a pretty woman, using his androgynous appearance.
Childe dressed up more classy than usual, and when he saw Scaramouche like that.. his jaw dropped again.
He whistled and couldn't help himself, grabbing Scara's hand and putting a small kiss on his knuckles.
Scaramouche was more than surprised.. glaring at Childe and quickly putting his hand away.
Scara : "what do you think you are doing.."
He muttered and focused on the mission.
Scaramouche observed first.
Childe struck second.
That's how they work. No nonsense, just co-operation. Once the target was eliminated, Childe glanced at the bar.. he would be in for a drink.
Scaramouche saw that look and rolled his eyes.
Scara : "You're insufferable.. Hah.. drink if you want. I'm leaving."
and with such wise words he did leave Childe to drink alone like a mad man missing his dead wife.
The other fatuis couldn't help but notice the efficiency of this duo when they actually worked together, and, as discreet as they can, plan them out together again.
Scaramouche didn't mind much, as long as Childe actually shut it, it's fine.
On the other hand, Childe is like a starved dog.. Each order or glance from Scaramouche was enough to make him moan if he didn't hold back.
One night, after a mission in the forest, Childe let himself fall against a tree near the bonfire, drinking his ass off.
Scaramouche stayed up, observing the surroundings.. the only sound being an owl in the background.
Eventually drunk, Childe spoke up.
Childe : "you know.. when I was a kid, I visited Inazuma with my parents. Silly trip.. and we went to see a performance at the grand Narukami Shrine. It was beautiful, really. And.. I saw that doll. It was such a beautiful being that I was sad it was only an object.. and then.. I met you. Years after. Looking exactly like it. You haunt me, y'know that? "
After this monologue, Scaramouche just wanted to leave but.. hearing Childe praise his culture.. It made him smile. Slightly.
He approached Childe and crouched, grabbing both of his face cheeks with his hand.
Scara :" You're an idiot.. the biggest I know."
Childe looked at Scara, amazed.
Childe : "I want you.."
Scaramouche eyebrow rose, extremely confused.
Scara : "Hah? pardon ?"
... and before they knew it, Scara is on Childe's lap, making out sloppily.
Scaramouche was perfectly sober but.. it felt good, to have someone's warmth against him.
He bit Childe's lip to blood and pulled on his ginger locks, both horny and disgusted.
Childe is out of it, replying to the touch hungrily, his hands on Scara's hips.
When Childe starts to kiss Scara's neck, the other kinda puts distance between them.
Scaramouche : "the hell you think you're doing? I'm the one giving orders."
Childe blinked and just.. accepted it. presenting his lips to Scara. That made the smaller guy laugh.
"You look ridiculous.."
Scaramouche muttered and caressed Childe's cheek.. the type of sweet actions he never does.
Sooner or later, he found himself naked, under Childe's naked body. He could see the other's muscled and scarred body. It made him feel something deep within his chest.
he ran his hands over his scars.
He authorised Childe to take him. Something he has never let anyone else do.
Scaramouche closed his eyes, resting his head against Childe's shoulder.. he never let himself be so.. sweet and tender. He never let himself be.
Childe somehow got more sober and quickly realised the situation, holding Scaramouche with care, suddenly gentle in his movements. It wasn't in his habits either but it made him feel fuzzy inside..
This act of intimacy was somehow very meaningful for both of them, Scaramouche being flustered afterwards. This is huge for someone like him.
[I don't really have a proper ending because I suck at it but :]
very easily, we can imagine that years later they quit the fatuis and get married illegally. They love deeply and intensely, often finishing in bed. Childe is devoted to Scaramouche and Scara.. tolerates Childe.
In the end they have a few children, all orange heads, which made Scaramouche confused as to how his genes could lose to Childe's.
The end.