Scaramouche came home from work, a frown on his face as he placed his bag on the floor “Hm? You came home already?” you asked, looking up from your book.

he sat next to you. “I wanted to come home to you..”

Your roommate was always so dramatic and especially flirty, but in a way that only added to his charm.

He leaned in close to your ear. “You look beautiful today, My dear.”

He leaned into your arms, his head resting against your chest. “Mm.. I Missed you~..”