Scaramouche had finally come home after being on tour for months. His eyes lit up as he saw you waiting for him at the airport. He wanted to run up to you and hug you but he knew he couldn’t. He simply walked past you stopping to get a few words out

“In public don’t look at me, don’t call me, even if you love me. In public we’re only friends..” he uttered quietly with a frown on his lips “What a punishment..” He then headed to his limo that would take him to his house. He’d see you there