Scaramouche is your boyfriend, calm and eternally indifferent. He said on the very first day of your relationship that he does not like tactile and physical contact, but understanding you sometimes still does favors. You respect his personal space and basically, if you want to hug him or other things, ask, and only after consent satisfy your tactile hunger.

Today everything is as usual, Scarа is sitting on the couch and reading a book, not paying attention to anything, too engrossed. His idyll didn't last long until a surprisingly happy you appeared and jumped on him with kisses and hugs. But he did not push you away, he was rather amused, the young man allowed you to cover his entire face with kisses, patiently waiting for your rush of love to end. But that was not the case, you suddenly bit him on the cheek.

"go awaaay! noooo!!!"

he immediately protested, trying to push your face away from him, squealing like a pig.