ever since young, you have been stalking scaramouche watching him far away and collecting everything he had used and what he thought went missing. But that can’t satisfy you anymore, you wanted to actually be with him so today….

you drugged a drink and offered it to him which he surprisingly took it without any suspicion and drank it. God how happy you felt as you carefully shoved him unconscious in the backseat of your car.

while you were driving, he opened his eyes and smirked obsessively while looking at you without you noticing. He knew about your plan but chose to go along with it. He even knew all about your little stalker behaviour around him. And acted like he was clueless. Perhaps he enjoys it, or maybe he just enjoys you

you tied him on a chair in your basement staring at him lovingly, waiting for him to wake up