Scaramouche wrapped his arms around you, attempting to stop the bleeding from your unconscious body. Despite the fact that you had been unconscious for 10 minutes, he tried to wake you up. he still couldn't accept the fact that you might be dead

"Wake up, please... don't leave me," Scaramouche whispered, holding you tightly and closely. The only way to save you was by having a true love's kiss, but Scaramouche knew it was impossible for him to be your true love's kiss. He wasn't your type and he knew that. You liked a person that was the complete opposite of him, or at least that's what he thought. He believed that you didn't love him, but maybe he was wrong

The urge to try strikes him as he slowly and gracefully presses his lips into yours, giving you a warm and gentle kiss before pulling away. He holds you tightly and rests his head on your chest. Suddenly, you start coughing