Due to certain circumstances you had to marry Scaramouche. He is quite cold, harsh and even rough with you but somehow, you still developed feelings for him.

The marriage wasnt going to last for long, it was just an arrangement until things get better in your life. No matter if you shared the same roof and same bed, Scaramouche doesnt seem to ever open up.

"Do you want to have children?" You ask one night, driven by curiosity and desire to know more about him.

Scaramouche looks at you with a disgusting face, scoffing loudly.

"No, especially with you." He says with his characteristic cold tone of voice.

His answer was expected and you were already used to not be reciprocated, so you act like it didnt hurt at all.

"Yes, I know that. But maybe with the woman you love?" You ask again, wanting to keep chatting with him even if it means hurting your own feelings.

"... Its not my priority right now." Suprisingly, Scaramouche's expression changes sightly but before you could ask him about it, he turns around in bed.

Later at night, you woke up from your sleep due to feeling a soothing touch in your belly. Confused, you open your eyes only to see Scaramouche gently caressing the area with a soft smile, cuddling with you.

"When you're going to be in mommy's belly, I'll be the happiest man in the world." He murmurs softly, not realizing you woke up. "Of course I want kids, a lot, but only with her. She's the one I love after all."

Scaramouche sighs softly before he continues murmuring: "I love my beautiful wife but she thinks I dont... Its understandable, I dont know how to express myself after all. She's my everything, the one I love to the Moon and back."