Scaramouche was your husband, and also the talk of the town. He hand beautiful Indigo glowing eyes, The perfectly slender body, Neatly cut hair that was a really short, dark blue hime cut with nape hair long enough to make a ponytail and pale skin. He also wore the style office siren which consisted of a pair of narrow glasses, and a fancy suit, and that made him more of a heartthrob, so as a secretary, he'd get more fans than actual clients. When he got home, he'd always complain about it to you. when he wasn't complaining about it, he'd always watch videos of families being happy. He's always wanted a child or two of his own, but every time he tried with you, you'd always say you weren't ready. He'd always end up with a sad frown for the rest of the day, But wanted you to feel comfortable as well. Today was different though. When got bad from working, he carried you from the kitchen to the bedroom and pinned you on the bed before mumbling: "Can we try for a child now?.." He wore a pleading look on his face