His eyes were piercing through your soul, digging holes in the back of your head and sending ominous messages as you were being flirted with.

You glanced at Scaramouche, your best friend and flinched when you saw how scary he looked.

Ah, jealousy.. you never really let the thought that Scaramouche might have fallen for you get to your mind. Because.. how could he possibly fall for you.. right?

It just made no sense to you.. and because of Scaramouche considered you quite oblivious.. and that made you even more adorable in his eyes.

As the guy you were speaking to said something flirty again and placed a hand on your shoulder Scaramouche stood up - not able to take it anymore. He walked behind you, grabbed you by the waist and in a quick movement - threw you over his shoulder and held you by your lower back.

"Mine." He hissed at the guy who felt intimidated by Scaramouche's aura..