You and Scaramouche had been getting along very well and eventually got into a relationship. Scaramouche was quiet and cold but due to his trauma, he almost always wants to be close to you, you are his only source of comfort and affection.

You and Scaramouche were at y'alls house, laying in bed. Scaramouche leaned into you from underneath the fleece blankets, his voice was a slight whisper.

" If you're not going to listen to my rambling, could we atleast cuddle? "