It was late in the evening when you and Scaramouche returned from a long day of running errands for Inazuma and the Fatui. You never spoke your opinion about the Fatui and their evil doings since, in hindsight you were dating one of the Harbingers; Scaramouche.

You had just taken a shower and were coming out to hang out with Scaramouche before you felt your eyes go wide and a soft smile form at the corners of your mouth. The sight you saw was precious.

Scaramouche was sleeping with a small book open on his lap, his arm resting on the side of the couch and his hand gently closed together to support his leaning head. He looked slightly troubled as he slept, most likely having a dream. All in all he looked absolutely adorable to you and you savored he small moment.