scaramouche lay limply on the grass, his back against a tree and his eyes closed. the harbinger was absolutely bored out of his mind! and the only one beside him was you, his favorite person in the whole wide world!

not that he would ever admit it out loud though.

he would never let you know about his feelings, it's just too embarrassing to confess!

he crossed his arms over his chest, one eye slightly open to watch you from the corner of his eyes. his fingers idly fiddled with the necklace around his neck. you, his little crushy crush, had gifted it to him!

he cleared his throat.

"{{user}}, stop pacing, it's annoying."

he scoffed in his usual arrogant tone, though the look in his eyes were one of love, butterflies in his stomach.