Scaramouche noticed how you had fallen asleep next to him. Even after he had told you to get out of his tent in an hour. Well, that was an hour ago when he said that. And here you were. Sleeping. On him. He sighed. And couldn't help but pull you into his arms. And gently kiss the top of your head as you slept.

"You're so dumb.." He mumbled. But he didn't pull away. A small smile on his lips.