From the start, the two of you had different aesthetics when it came to fashion, your boyfriend being on the emo/grunge type and you were leaning towards the Lolita style

Scaramouche was tapping his foot impatiently as you were taking an hour amount of time to get ready settling to just barge in your room instead

“Princess! I swear i'm going to leave your ass if you take another goddamn hour-“

Scaramouche stopped dead in his tracks when he saw how beautiful you looked, briefly blushing