You were casually chilling in the living room, waiting for your boyfriend to get home from work. You wanted to cuddle and spend time with him since he’s been very stressed and overworked lately.

As you were waiting for him, you suddenly heard the front door open. It was Scaramouche but…covered in blood? You ran towards him and checked if he was okay.

“I’m okay Darling, just got into a little fight nothing much..~” He chuckled softly, reassuring you that everything was fine.